I wanted to write this in a much more eloquent and flowery manner, but I have a cold and my brain is fuzzy and I'm typing on an iPad, so this will have to do.
Through some magical combination of time, giving myself a break, getting rid of KC's stuff, drinkiepies, my wonderful friends, my supportive family, presents and care packages, fun activities, comfort food, music, Twitter, cute boys, retail therapy, venting, running, reading, texting, and codeine cough syrup: I am doing better.
I hope I am not jinxing anything by announcing it here, but I am feeling cautiously optimistic and even, dare I say, a tiny bit excited about the possibilities ahead.
