(This first part may seem random, but it's important.) While walking up and down the aisles of a fabric store (and for the first time not getting overwhelmed by all the colors and patterns), I looked for fabric. I am going to make my own tiered skirt. I have recently begun to teach myself to sew, something I have wanted to do for years. I looked at the colors and I started to doubt my abilities about which patterns and colors to match together. I didn't know what the "right" ones were to choose. Then, I calmly told myself it's my skirt and I can match whatever I want and give it a try. I brought 6 bolts to the kind woman at the counter and asked her opinion, but even before she said anything I knew one didn't fit and she agreed so we got rid of it. It was a long process of getting the fabric cut since I had no patter, just an idea in my mind. When I walked out of there, I knew what to do about school.
I talked to one of the therapists at the program yesterday about my mixed up feelings. She gave me all the reasons that I am ready. She thinks going back full time right away is going to be hard. She told me I could postpone my discharge and take more time off if I felt that was right, but that I had to make the decision. Magically picking out fabric somehow helped me search my heart and I knew what to do. I am graduating on Friday. I am going back to work with the substitute in the class to aid me. I am going to make a point to eat lunch with someone and not spend the whole time alone (as that often got me in a down spot previously). I am going to arrange for one person each evening to come to my house to help with dinner, play with my boys, or keep me company if I want it. Mostly it will be my mom or my aunt, but might include a few church members with whom I feel comfortable.
In making that decision I decided to begin making my positive plans for discharge. Thanks to a gift certificate from my mom, I went out and bought two new skirts. One for the last day of the program and one for my first day back. Simply as a treat for myself. Then, I asked my aunt and my mom to come to lunch with me to celebrate my "graduation". I also asked about the evening support and both seem up for it. I am still scared, but in reality I have learned a lot in the last month and a half of the program. I just have to start believing in myself. So I am taking that leap and believing what everyone in the program is telling me- I am ready. So I have three more days and I am embarking on my new journey.
Thanks everyone for your thoughtful comments and advice. I carried a lot of that around with me while making my decision, too. I appreciate everyone taking the time to respond because it is so nice to have that connection to others who can understand and offer advice and support.