My Friday check-in:

It wasn't the worst of times; it wasn't the best of times.

This was another day with lots of things to do (such as shopping) that weren't on the schedule. It's probably best to be flexible but I'm looking forward to several days of just busy routine.

The unpleasant thoughts are still there, and still bothering me. I'm letting them come. Sitting with them sometimes, and getting on with schedule stuff sometimes. Maybe they're slowly getting easier to live with, which is the point, but I long for the days when they don't even come to mind. Well, maybe I'll come out of this stronger. I don't think it's hurting me, but I am often sad and sometimes the anxiety flares up. "No pain, no gain" probably fits this especially well.

Good night to everyone.