Some days you just aren’t. Today I was but even that’s hard. A day that goes alright only makes me wonder when the other shoe is going to drop. No matter what nothing is really OK yet. As long as I still feel like there’s a monster in the closet or a mugger down the alley then it’s not OK. I do try to cling to and build on the good because that’s why we are going through this, to get back to good. I make sure not to push down my feelings chasing a moment of fleeting alrightness. I just think it sucks that even the good days aren’t OK. I just had to say that.