I wasn’t crazy after all

I’d really begun to doubt myself. Surely I’d just forgotten other times when I was tired. Surely I’d just imagined that I used to have more energy. Surely I was getting myself all worked up over nothing at all.

Then this morning, I woke up. Really. What a difference! I went to work, walked across campus with a spring in my step, sat at my desk without slumping, and even ended up smiling for most of the day. My brain turned on and actually started functioning. And when I got home from work, I called home, made and ate dinner, cleaned the kitchen, and made a batch of iced tea. Notice the distinct lack of “took a 2 hour nap” in that line-up of activities.

I have no idea what caused today’s change, but now that I’ve felt it, I know that I’ve only had a few such days in the last few months. So not only was this a heavenly day just because of the joy of having energy and a brain, but it was also a huge relief to be reminded that a “normal” day can, in fact, include a springy step, good mood, and functional mind. Finally, I have proof that the other state of being is not the way it’s always been. Finally, I have the confidence to ask more questions and figure out what’s happening when I’m not feeling good.