Cottage in the woods, k

Since starting antidepressants, it’s easier to face challenges in my life. No chalky lungs for a mind. I can take a deep breath and feel like the future holds something warm and deserving if I keep pushing those steps.
I’m not smoking 3 packs a day.  I’m not stuck in nightshift. So much has changed, yet it’s hard to give myself any cred. I feel so much better than I did during coronavirus. I noticed that when I stop taking them for a couple days, my emotions crash, and I get a little sobby.  I hate that the most when I run out of them.