Accomplished. I made it to my therapy appointment. This marks the third day in a row I've been out of the house. My therapist pointed out that this is a big deal. Good for me. Hard to think that way, but I guess it is. I just think I should be able to do that, get out. That that is a normal thing people do. But I don't credit myself, normally, when I accomplish it despite how hard it is for me to get out. I'm going to try and remember my accomplishments. Just because it is normal for someone else doesn't make it normal for me.