When I first heard that song, it was in 2001 near the end of it and the whole 9/11 tragedy happened. At first, I thought it was a tribute to the fallen, and a song about how the victims of that horrific day must have felt. But this month being September it seems like it is the perfect theme to my month...
It is day 6 of taking Cymbalta...and I am feeling a lot better...still jobless but I have had an interview already, and I have another one tomorrow. The anxiety attacks I have are more fierce than before...but they are easily fixed. My husband is more understanding that I have this problem...and he has been nothing short of supportive. I realize at first he didn't know how to handle my moods..but its a learning experience for the both of us.
I am very thankful to have him. He and I have overcome some tough stuff and I am determined not to give up on our marriage.
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