I'm thankful my mom called my doctor for me... because I couldn't do it myself.
I'm grateful that I have a job to go to and even though they might wish I could work more hours I manage working only 20 a week.
I'm thankful for a psychiatrist I used to met with in an IOP. I don't see him anymore but he worked some magic with my med cocktail.
I'm grateful that this brutally hot summer will eventually end.