It’s been 8 or 9 months now, I think, and my medication hasn’t failed on me. YAY! Before I couldn’t get past 6 months without my doctor having to change my meds and I would go into this period of depression every time. I didn’t even notice it until my last doctor appointment. I had to look up when my doctor originally prescribed the last change and it was May of 2018. Why am I ranting about this? Well because my doctor finally found the right medication for me and I’m no longer a guinea pig. Things are always looking up nowadays and it feels good. My last post I said I don’t remember what it feels like when things were really bad, that is still true. I try to read my old journals during those days and I wince and cringe at the thought of ever feeling that way again. Anyway, things are good, have been good and seem to be looking good. No complaints here.