I used to check in in the depression board, back when depression was my primary concern. These days, it seems anxiety is worse than depression. Probably because I have a happy little life now, and I'm alway so afraid of losing it. Today is no different.

Made it to my therapy appointment. My old therapist left to pursue another career opportunity. It sucked, because I'd gotten comfortable with her, but my new one seems nice enough. Provided I can make it to med management next week... I'll be trying medication. Hopefully they can find one that's safe while breastfeeding, and doesn't cause sleepiness (I really cannot afford to sleep seeing as I have an infant). She wants me to do homework journals to find my anxiety triggers. I like that idea. I think I can keep seeing her. She seems like someone I might click with.

Anxiety was worse yesterday, but it's there today. Looming in my mind. I always find myself thinking of the worst case scenario. It really sucks.