Baby steps.

I always feel like my birthday is the start of a new year for me instead of the universal New Year that we all celebrate... and with good reason! I got back with Walmart last month, got new glasses so I can actually SEE what I'm supposed to, and fixing to make a move soon. Life is good. I am, overall, pretty happy now, and I think I can possibly make some changes in medication. My only fear is anxiety and all that...I have like, three different medication prescriptions to keep it all at bay and I still gave in to a pack of smokes (which I only have one-three at the most, and only at work). *sigh* Baby steps.