“Off the deep end” meant that I got swirled into the panic cycle.
It happened while I was physically ill, and caring for my parent as well, and with bronchitis, it’s hard to tell if you’re coming or going.
Structure is something which helped, so I had a checklist to make sure meds were taken, although it was hard to curb the fear-mongering inside of me.
I guess the worst is over.
It’s back to just being on the smaller emotional roller coaster of life, appreciative of have fewer problems than a week before
