I don’t know why but I’ve been putting this post off. It’s been a few weeks and I’m out of IOP and my time off work is over. Right away my hours went almost back to where they were before I left. But I had a “rest” and with my coping skills I’m able to set more boundaries and handle the added stress more than I would have. Plus I’m not in a manic episode and working 70 hours a week. So, I won’t get burnt out so quickly again.

I think taking the time to stop, question my mental health, take its pulse and decide to ask for help is one of the smartest, honest, and bravest things I’ve done.

To celebrate I took mom out to one of my favorite restaurants, The Melting Pot. We did the full shebang, and had a blast. The waitress asked us if we were celebrating and I told her I graduated. She made this plate for me. I especially love the rice treat heart.