What? (No, not the Duchess of Cambridge’s due date!) Just how wonderful my life is now that I’m on Lithium.
I realized it when walking home from the psychiatrist this afternoon. Ambling along in all the beauty of an early summer day in Milwaukee; idly munching some veggie focaccia from The Breadsmith. I have the Most. Wonderful. Life. Evah! It’s almost hard for me to believe that I wrote the posts I did when I was depressed. It’s just that good.
My doctor is cautiously optimistic. I think this is the wise attitude. But oh, my! How can it get better than this? All the happy pleasure of life, none of the self-aggrandizing narcissism of mania. I love it.
I think it’s about to get better.