I'm hanging in there. Seem to be off the medication merry-go-round and on a combo that works for the most part. I've finally come to accept that normal isn't going to happen, and fairly functional is ok. Back in june of 2011, I had to put my beloved Gryphon down. He was a German Shepherd and developed a brain tumor in the amygdala that was causing rage seizures. He was otherwise healthy but had become a danger to others. That threw me into a tailspin that took a long time to come out of. Other than that, I pooped along for a bit...got another cat to keep Jake the siamese mix company. Her name is Squeaky and she's a sweetie. She's a little brown tabby being who was born with a deformed, blind eye. I had the vet remove the eye as it was constantly infected and hurting her all the time. She and Jake have bonded which is sweet to see. Okay...my sister has finally decided to divorce the sociopathic jerk she's been married to for 30 years. Makes me realize all over how ****ed lucky I was to have had my husband for 24 years. He died too young, only 44, but I wouldn't trade what we had for the world. Friday, I bought a car. Traded my 2002 Toyota 4-runner in on a 2012 Toyota Rav4. It's got 32K miles on it and was part of Toyota's rental fleet so I know it was serviced properly and any recall work was done. It's perfect inside and out and I'm in love. I was worried about my credit being good enough to finance a car as I just started trying to get re-established 4 years ago. To my surprise, not only did I have a FICO score between good and excellent, but I got a four year loan at 1.9%. The new car is cherry red and I'm in love. So that, in a novella is what is going on with me. Me: BPII(rapid cycling),Generalized Anxiety Disorder (GAD), "AS-lite"