All cured.

You ever have a friend try to show you something really cool like a song he can play on the piano or a magic trick or a yo-yo trick but instead of ever accomplishing the feat that friend just keeps going, "No, wait. Hang on. Okay. No. Wait. Wait. Hang on. No. Wait." etc.?
Well, perhaps some of you will think that that's what I'm doing. Every so often on the blog I've made people believe that I was doing alright when I was drowning in obsessive thoughts. (Or at least I tried to make people believe I was fine.) Well, I want to tell everyone that I really believe about 95 per cent that I'm actually doing better now. I think they finally got me on the right medicines to where I haven't shed a tear in a week (a record for recent months) or felt overly anxious. I still have a few obsessive thoughts sneak in there but I've also got good friends, blog readers, wife and family to help me out. And I think I'm finally at the stage where all I'll really need to get past the anxious moments is any one of those people to talk to when I get that way.
Now some of you may not even be reading this so never mind.

Now some of you may be checking in after a long absence from this blog because it was getting too depressing. Sorry. It'll get happier now. Look happy clown clouds made of poodle fur of sugar!

Probably more frequent blogging too.

Probably.

Bye.