I'm proud that I took a risk I haven't been able to take in literally years.
I'm angry that I did so despite already basically knowing the answer, making the risk unnecessary and stupid.
I'm absolutely terrified that I've given my negative thoughts, recently mostly quieted, an opening to turn up the volume. Like that last sentence.
And I'm grateful for Xanax, to blunt the edges of my thoughts before I go too far down the spiral again.