Thank goodness for bromazepam

Somedays I just have to admit that I'm not coping. All the yoga, healthy eating, positive thinking and regular exercise in the world is not enough to keep me a float in the midst of this madness sometimes. My good intentions last night melted into a wobbly pool of tears and I decided to give up on being a good welcoming party for Mac and instead came home, took a couple of Lexotanil and wen't to sleep (slept solidly for the first time in days). I don't like it but I knew I wasn't going to survive another night without it. More when I'm feeling better. x