Yesterday was my first day working since I took time off because of my mixed episode. I was afraid to mess up in all sorts of ways, including because I've been having trouble with word-finding since being on 10mg of Zyprexa.

However, it went ok. I wasn't the best interpreter in the world, but I did an ok job and this is a huge relief.

My anxiety has overall been high lately. I have a lot of stress right now; it's a long story and too much to write about here. I can't wait til therapy tomorrow, I need a lot of help with these things. I have this deep feeling that my recovery is fragile. Part of me feels very fragile. It may not be true. I may be resilient in the face of all of this stress, and I so hope this is the case.