Today I got out of bed and readied myself for church. Finally--finally--I took the steps to transfer my records from the single's ward I haven't lived in since May. I feel as if some small progress has been done. I'm determined to start doing the things I know to be right.
I'm also going to the doctor soon, to see if I can be prescribed something to help me get a handle on myself. I've had a lot of good days, but sometimes my low points can really ruin my forward momentum.
I can do this. I can take charge of my life, make the next twenty-three years even better than the last.
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