White-knuckled.
Apparently the emotional/hormonal roller coaster is not over yet. Am I slave to my emotions? I like to think not. I like to think that I recognize “feelings” for what they are - not constant and not a predicate for dictating my actions.
I like to think a lot of stupid shit, apparently.
In my efforts to maintain control of my mental and physical health by basically ignoring my rising and falling emotions, I have found the swings become more erratic, and my control less a stat of control and more of hanging on for dear life.
White knuckled.
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