Just a quick update: we made it to the dude’s parents’ house last night. When I walked into that bathroom to get ready for bed, I felt – for what I think is the first time – how truly different I am from when I was here two years ago. Of course, it helps that I’ve already been here and love his parents; the unknown factor is gone. But I could also feel that shift in myself and, honestly? It feels damn good.

I have a lot of work to do still, and if I don’t do some exercise today I’m going to be asking for trouble, but if this is what life is like when I’m being mindful and consistent about managing my anxiety, I’ll take it.