Remember when I finally got up the courage to tell my doctor all about my crazy? And he diagnosed me with OCD? Well I think that medicine he prescribed (Citalopram) is actually helping. Imagine how good I’d be feeling if I actually took that medicine every day two years ago when he actually prescribed it instead of waiting until just a few months ago to stick to a daily medication cycle. I really need to start listening to my doctor so I can stop throwing money at him.

So anyway, on St. Patrick’s Day I went out to lunch. All by myself. In public. That is something I never would have done smack dab in the midst of my heightened anxiety two years . But I did it last Monday. And what’s even better is I actually enjoyed myself. I sat at a table myself and ate a sub while people watching. It was very relaxing. And dare I say, fun.

I’m quite proud of myself.

Then in class last night we had two reading assignments. Our old teacher (who was this cute, hippy guy with a great sense of humor) moved to California, so last night we had a new teacher. She asked us “who read the reading assignments?” About six (out of around 40) people raised their hands, me included. I always sit in the front row so of course she called on me to describe the reading. I gave a pretty good explanation if I do say so myself. And I did it without drenching my shirt in sweat or vomiting on the desktop. That was quite an accomplishment for me.

At this rate I may be able to give the speech at the end of this term without passing out and cracking my head on the podium. We’ll see.

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