i am slowing beginning to accept good days.
it seems to me though that so much of my life was spent having bad days, and abuse and such growing up that way. It is what feels normal, like i use to feel the need to create a crisis because that i could deal with, that i could handle, that was normal.

i'm learning to enjoy the good days with the simple things.. but oh sooo scary! it took me a long time to realize when they were happening and even longer to feel "okay" while they are happening