rainy saturday

Funny title because that's all its done for several days now.  Had my follow up appt nurse practitioner due to med changes and all is good.  Of course i see the therapist on a ongoing basis every 2-3 weeks.  Feeling rather good and what ever was going on in my head has seemed to settled itself.  Sure its the meds but am told that it's me too.  When my therapist asked me to look back over what i have accomplished since being in therapy and my whole life for that matter - my answer to her was it 'by the grace of God i don't know.  it seems like it wasn't really me.  like i am watching someone else or having an out of body experience'.  I know it's weird but i really don't feel like it was me - that person has done some great things, unbelievable things despite how she raised, what she was told growing up, the mistakes she's made and she's really a good person - but i can't connect that it is me. Then of of course my therapist says i need to become my own cheerleader - she said get a set of pom poms if you have too!!  I know she's right and in quiet moments i have been trying to cheer myself...