Better but not good

I apologize for the inconvenience in coverage over the past two days, but my anxiety attack hasn’t really lifted, and I’ve been unable to do just about anything of late. I’ve been confined to bed minus a quick trip out to pick up a prescription for Aunt Annie, and I hope that this evening brings better results work-wise, but I may not be able to get back behind the computer for another 24-48 hours.

I’m sorry about this and I wish the timing wasn’t so shitty. Living with anxiety sometimes means that the illness controls you, and I’m fighting hard to wrest back control of my perceptions and feelings from my disease. The fact that it’s stirred up my depression doesn’t help, but that’s part of the cycle as it pertains to my illnesses.

In any case, I’ll be back as soon as I possibly can return. This is a real pain in the ass for me, too.