The waters are calm, but my guard is up

I've been flying high lately! I've been reconnecting with old friends, out planting flowers with new friends, going to concerts, got so far ahead on my comic that I've been able to create a ton of other artwork on the side, I'm reading novels for the first time in years, the weather's been consistently lovely, I've fully come out to everyone publicly and have been met with only love and support... this is a very shiny chapter of my life. (I may end up calling off the Atlanta trip but whatever.)

Thank god I got through the shitstorm that was 2022, especially the latter half.

It was rough, but I fought. When I realized I couldn't handle it anymore, I didn't hesitate to reach out for help. I got counseling, therapy, even Prozac. I have no idea if the Prozac helped, but if there's even a chance that it took any of the edge off, it was worth the investment.

( I also hope it's worth whatever happens next, because I just discontinued it. )

So yeah if I start crashing by this weekend, give me a good slap and remind me that my brain's resettling. 😅