I haven’t started the anti-depressants yet. Since getting home from my trip (just over a week ago), I’ve been… happy? I missed everything about my life so much while I was away that I’ve been forced to conclude I actually am fairly ok with where everything is.
I have a massive circle of friends, all of whom love me. I love my job. I love my brother and sister and they’re super supportive when I need them to be. I love my house! Everything seems pretty good.
I’m not saying it’s all perfect, but I’d hate it if it was. I’m just saying I like where my life is at the moment and where it’s headed and I’m fairly ok with everything. I haven’t felt overwhelming sadness or frustration since I got home. That’s the longest I’ve gone without those in a long time.
So is it happiness? Will it last? Who knows. But I’m holding off on the pills for as long as I can.