Well. yesterday was an anxious day for me. I went for dinner with a friend here in town who I haven't seen in months and months because I was dealing with too much depression to reach out to people who I hadn't seen on a regular basis. During a conversation a few days ago, found out that she also has bipolar. It was actually quite a relief to TALK to someone who gets it.... both about family crap and about bipolar crap.

I did notice that I talked a LOT though. Even though I'm very firmly still in a mild depression, when I get nervous I ramble. I definitely did that.

Woke up at 4am this morning. Today's the first day of work (sans kids), but my pdoc appointment is this afternoon. I woke up feeling like I was going to throw up - I can say that it's from eating cookies in my dreams because that made me feel ill, but I also recognize that it's stress about going to the pdoc and to work. And that I don't have any cash on me as I don't know where it went... so I am going to have to ask someone for a lift there during lunch.