I woke up in tears and didn't want to get out of the bed. I am so proud of myself for deciding that even though I wanted to stay in bed, those who love me would probably tell me I should get up. I was so overwhelmed, I decided I would only think about and handle what was in front of me. I couldn't plan the whole day. I actually got a lot done today. I took a shower, put on make-up, dressed up for an event, sat next to someone I didn't know, had conversation, stayed the whole time, cried in the car (as opposed to the restroom at the event), Changed into a cute outfit, completed my homework from my T, washed my car, went to the gym with two friends, took another shower, dressed back up, entertained unexpected company for 3 hours and took my meds. Now, i can go to bed. There is something to be said for handling what's right in front of you. I'm not sure that I have really shifted, but I'm proud of myself for not letting today overtake me.