Rainbows and Unicorns.
I think I promised rainbows and unicorns in my next post. Well here they are! The roller coaster hasn't stopped, but I'm happy to report there have been more WEEEE! moments. Where your hands are in the air and your grin is so big it can't be anything but contagious. I owe many of those moments to my family and some of my friends. But also to myself. It sounds weird to say, but I'm honestly just proud of myself. I'm proud that I keep fighting. It's not always pretty and sometimes it involves ugly cries, but I'm still here. Through trial and error we've found a recipe that seems to be working and helping. Each day gets better. I'm still incredibly sensitive and it doesn't take much to set me off. But I'm getting better at identifying the what and fixing it. A few weeks ago I felt like dancing (okay, so not uncommon exactly). But I decided to post it on Tik Tok with my story, which is terrifying, but I did it. I've been trying more to just...