Every trip to Indiana, my anxiety lessons and my depression decreases. I feel it happening as it gets closer to time to go. And it is so nice. Honesty says there are times that my PTSD get a bit triggered, but seems to be less and less each trip.
Then we do the reverse the other direction. I've got to say that this is the first year that my seasonal depression really continued on past the winter. Maybe it didn't and situational depression kicked in. I really don't know. I just know that it is so.
Part of it has to be that big pieces of my heart are in Indiana, and when I am with them, I feel more whole.
This trip was suppose to end and Pat and Rebecca were going to Hawaii. I was going to have a week to myself at home. Well plans always change and now I will not be by myself and Pat is going alone. So all my well intentioned plans (that I would only get half done if lucky) are out the window. And my anxiety is surging. Wonderful.
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