This is my second week of daily TMS treatments and I know that’s all I seem to talk about but that’s because it’s sort of eating up my life, but in a so far totally worthwhile way.
Today I finished this embroidery pattern, which seemed fitting because I was stabbing someone in the head with a needle while being stabbed in the head with magnets.
Then I started a new one but paused to take a panoramic picture of myself in treatment so you can see how it looks.
And then I went outside and this happened:
I don’t know if this is working or it’s a coincidence. I don’t know if it will keep working if it’s working now. But I know that mental illness is real and that we’re worth the process of looking for a cure. Today was a needed reminder of that.