I think we are all headed closer to fine. All of us. It has taken a long time to get here, though.
The cruncher for me to seek help was not the crying jags, the mania, the terror-filled panic ...... it was seeing what my hair had become on my all station-stops to Crazytown .....
That is the hair of a loony bag lady with fifteen imaginary cats.
My hair is still in shock from it's unkempt status, but word has it is headed for a full recovery.
Have a lovely weekend. And wherever you are, be there now.