Coming down...

I'm being weaned off my happy pills.

OUCH!

It's not as bad as I thought it would be, if I'm honest. But I've become accustomed to controlling my anger and depression with ease, and I'm having to work at it again.

It's probably not helping that I'm sitting in bed right now listening to my iTunes playlist that I've named "pity party."

Maybe I should go downstairs and watch some crappy sit-com on telly. Hmmm...

Took the kids to the Halloween Disco at the school this evening. Dylan went as a pirate (his Power Rangers costume didn't arrive on time) and Edith was, naturally, a princess. It was a very boring hour and a half, but it was really fun to watch my kids getting down. They love to dance, and they have some awesome moves. Dylan attends an after school wake and shake club so he learns some moves there. Edith is just a naturally gifted dancer and a born mimic.

As always, it amazed me how stunning my daughter is when I put a tiny bit of mascara on her. And let me tell you, Dylan would make a beautiful girl. My children are so gorgeous that it hurts sometimes.

I started my newest therapy last week, and I have another session on Friday. The first session was hard, because it was an evaluation with a new therapist and so I had to talk about some pretty personal stuff with a total stranger. But it was still good. I felt drained afterwards, but lightened as well. It's amazing how opening your mouth and talking about stuff really helps. I've always wondered if it would. I kind of thought that it might make it worse, dredging up the past. But I think I have to stir things up in order to get past them. More on this later--I'm waiting for my husband to proof-read a post for me. He's pretty busy (and very forgetful) :)

Our car is in the shop. One of our belts snapped, but it's not a simple fix. Some housing snapped (I think--little hazy on the technical details) and it's going to be pretty expensive to fix. Luckily, we don't really need a car for anything other than church and my sanity. Hopefully it will be fixed by Wednesday. It happened while we were out on Saturday, but luckily we have breakdown cover. The nice AA man towed us from Normanby Hall to Barton. And at least we were stranded for 2 hours at a lovely place with plenty for the kids to do and a cafe to get them snacks at. It could have been worse.

I just thought of something that'll give me a little pick-me-up. I'm going to touch up my roots and freshen up my red dye job. Nothing perks me up quite so much as a new hair color.

Not quite a natural high, but better than drugs, right?

Pictures are coming, mom. My camera is in my car :(