I'm so, so much healthier than I was last January 1st. I was cracking up because I could see clearly how badly this was all going to play out and pretty much most of my worst case scenarios, the ones that had me blubbing and desperate for support, came true. I still have issues with fear and anxiety and the urticaria is still there (and triggered by anxiety) but it's SO much better than it was.
I still wish things were better in many areas of my life. But, healthwise, things are better than they were last year. I need to be grateful for that and not sad about everything else.
Anyway, back to work tomorrow after eight blissful days of vacation and two weekends. Maybe I'll even finish unpacking before the weekend.