Divorce

I thought I’d won. I thought I’d bested my anxiety. With the help of a little itty bitty capsule of Effexor and some strong willed thinking, I thought I’d put anxiety in its place once and for all. Not one to gloat, but I hadn’t had a full blown writhe-in-the-middle-of-the-living-room-at-2am attack in like 3 years. [...]