Upon reflection, I'm kinda glad this all happened. Not how, but the effects.

Still really pissed about the how of it, but the basic underlying situation had to be resolved. I wish I had thought to go do something about this years ago, but I didn't know enough to do that.

I really am in a better place overall than I was. Just in then past couple if weeks. I feel a lot better physically and mentally. I can really concentrate and get a lot done at work. Better perspective and attitude. Doing all of these new things I enjoy.

I was walking down the halls in the office I work in, it's a big complex with multiple 8-10 story towers connected by blocks of 3 story buildings and a big central atrium. Just thinking what an ass I was, or how terrified, or some combination of both, to think that "they are going to take it all away from me." If anything, I "fit better" into the world now - I'm a lot more outgoing, friendlier, overall in a better mood, and really starting to kick in on the "living a normal life" mode. Have a therapist I really trust, a doctor I think is much better, cheap and I believe effective medication, even smoothing over things at home. I guess the worst fallout is financial, I dealt with that, took some bonds out, will take the tax hit on the interest, pay off the majority of my debt and medical bills, and move on, taking this as a life lesson.

Happy Monday!