I'm feeling really good today. Like, better than I have in a couple of months. I don't know if that's a result of being away from the stress of my everyday for a weekend or the medication changes my psychiatrist made last week, but it's working for me. I hope this sticks around.
In other news, I haven't called home yet. I texted B when my flight landed, but that's been it. And I don't feel the least bit guilty about it. That's bad, isn't it?