A miracle awaited me this morning. For no apparent reason, I woke up anxiety free. It is the first time in almost ten weeks that I did not wake up after nightmares with a heavy, sick, pulling feeling in my stomach.
I easily left my bed. Easily dressed for work. Cared about my appearance. A spring in the step and an excitement to go to work. I have smiled today, laughed today, been almost carefree today. For no apparent reason.
I am so grateful that I have had one day of being me, of normal, of happy.
Grateful to the extreme.