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[Sundae]

Thanks for the support.
Sadly my mood nose-dived after my Dad told me off yesterdat evening and I spent the night crying. Even I acknowledged it was odd behaviour. Still, the morning has blown the clouds away to an extent.

Got an appointment this week re my meds (the 7 days prescribing and the lack of increase in my trazodone) and am going to acupuncture and possibly a support group today.

And the sky is cloud free. I might even take a photo of it for you

[DanaC]

Originally Posted by Sundae Girl

Thanks for the support.
Sadly my mood nose-dived after my Dad told me off yesterdat evening and I spent the night crying. Even I acknowledged it was odd behaviour. Still, the morning has blown the clouds away to an extent.

Got an appointment this week re my meds (the 7 days prescribing and the lack of increase in my trazodone) and am going to acupuncture and possibly a support group today.

And the sky is cloud free. I might even take a photo of it for you

Oh honey. That's horrid. Night time sobbing is so exhausting. Makes you feel so out of control whilst it's happening. Probably did you good though. My guess is it wasnt really the thing with your Dad that you were crying over. Or, rather, it was probably not just about that. You've had a very stressful and unsettling week, since your support system changed. Add that to a couple of reminders from your mum and Dad about various upsetting things, and I suspect it all built up. Your Dad getting at you last night was likely just the breaking of the dam. Pretty understandable really, given the last couple of weeks. I realise there've been good things come out of the last week or so, including a new friend. But sometimes even good new things are unsettling *smiles* when added to a raft of other changes.

Glad you're feeling a little brighter this morning. Hold onto that next time the dam bursts at night. The dawn brings relief and and mornings can offer new perspectives.

You're doing brilliantly Cherry. I hope you're surprising yourself with your strength every time you blow away the storm clouds. You don't surprise us with it, of course....we know already know you're a warrior :

Good luck with the meds and acupuncture. And get that photo taken :P

[sugarpop]

Originally Posted by DanaC

Oh honey. That's horrid. Night time sobbing is so exhausting. Makes you feel so out of control whilst it's happening. Probably did you good though. My guess is it wasnt really the thing with your Dad that you were crying over. Or, rather, it was probably not just about that. You've had a very stressful and unsettling week, since your support system changed. Add that to a couple of reminders from your mum and Dad about various upsetting things, and I suspect it all built up. Your Dad getting at you last night was likely just the breaking of the dam. Pretty understandable really, given the last couple of weeks. I realise there've been good things come out of the last week or so, including a new friend. But sometimes even good new things are unsettling *smiles* when added to a raft of other changes.

Glad you're feeling a little brighter this morning. Hold onto that next time the dam bursts at night. The dawn brings relief and and mornings can offer new perspectives.

You're doing brilliantly Cherry. I hope you're surprising yourself with your strength every time you blow away the storm clouds. You don't surprise us with it, of course....we know already know you're a warrior :

Good luck with the meds and acupuncture. And get that photo taken :P

I think Dana has said it very well. SG, I wrote a prayer back when I had about a year sober. I would like to share it with you. It's very personal, but I have actually given copies to a few select people.

Dear Creator,

Thank you for my sobriety.
My disease took me to the depths of hell. I was falling ever farther into the abyss. Deeper and deeper I plunged. I thought I would never make it out alive. I was engulfed in total darkenss. I had no hope, and I was totally alone. And just when I thought it was over, a tiny little speck of light appeared. Just a little speck. But as I looked, I could see that it wasn't a speck at all - but a ray; and as I reached out the ray grew brighter and brighter and I could see that I wasn't alone after all. And as I looked around I could see there were steps, and the people were taking these steps - and the steps led out of the darkness of the abyss and into the shining light of life, love, peace and joy. But most of all of hope. And this what Sobriety and the program of Alcoholics Anonymous is to me. It's like the miracle of the sun - whose rays reach out and nourish those of us who are fortunate enough to have accepted it. And sometimes some of us fall down. But the light is always there; waiting, waiting, patiently - for us to get back up and start over, on our journey home.