Saw Lucy this week. She thinks I may be ready to cut back on the PTSD meds. I am all for this and was actually thinking about it too. I am tired of not being able to get this weight off. I had just lost it prior to starting the meds. I am happy that the meds worked but my time with Lucy has given me SO many new coping skills. I am not the same person I was two and a half years ago.
It kinda made me sad when she said she thought it was getting close to the time when I would no longer see her at all. I have only been seeing her once a month for a while now and really those times are just catching up on my busy life. I am happy, truly happy, for the first time in a very long time. I am at peace with my life. I have the skills I need to get through the rough spots that I wish I would have had prior to chickies accident. I am content even though life is not perfect. I have finally gotten to the point where I can accept the imperfection. Not only do I accept it, I am embracing it.
So, I have cut my already low dose in half. It will take about two weeks for it to register in my body. We will see what happens. I really want to be off the stuff. The side effects are getting worse the longer I am on it and I really feel that I do not need it any more.
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