Much like the parable of the monkey with his fingers stuck in the cookie jar, I will not let go of old bad habits and free myself. I hang on to the old ways that do not work, and fear releasing myself. BUT I am learning.
Pardon me, but your age is showing? KC?? I mean really! Ok, week number three, and most of the anger is gone. The real me isn't such a bad person, and I feel good mostly. I have started cleaning house and feeling enthusiastic about things again. MAN AM I GLAD. The hot flahes are very annoying however but I will take them over noises in the head, sudden outbursts of temper, and body aches.