It is quite interesting to see that I'm almost* out of kinda meltdown I had because of losing my watch/activity tracker. It got torn off my forearm last thursday's morning and I was feeling much worse since then. But I must also admit that #escitalopram works, because I feel like I couls redirect my attention away from spiraling, even if just for a moment.
The "feeling of nothing on my forearm"/"being naked" is annoying, as well as catching myself whenever I try to look there to check the time. Visit at the police station and conversation with insurance company also seem to affect how I feel.
The therapy session helped me to process the situation in some capacity and, even though I almost cried during it, I felt better after that talk.
I plan to buy a new thingy today and hopefully tomorrow or on Friday I might feel (more) at ease again.
* - I really, really hope that
