Rehab Journal

Day Ten:

A fairly uneventful day besides sleeping, eating, chores, and TV (oh, and a fun card game in morning group). Yet I did feel strong in one point of the day. There were a few of us out in the smoking area, and one woman began talking about a drug-induced war story, getting more and more heated and detailed as the story went on. I was becoming very uncomfortable and anxious. Normally, I would have just sat there and squirmed and bit my tongue, or I just would have got up and silently left. But this time I used my voice. All I said was, "Please stop." She looked at me queerly, then realized here mistake and graciously apologized. I thanked her, the conversation changed, and my anxiety level decreased rapidly. It's a start at assertive thinking and action. Yeh for me!