Hi Monica, thank you for the support. Yes, it will be a long way from home and I will never see the people again. I guess it will be a good a place as any to go the beach.
My bathing suite from Long Tall Sally is set to arrive May 4th, the day after I get back from Miami. I can wear work out gear. I have a pair of short spandex pants and a T to the beach or buy a bathing suite when there.
I have a skype call with Dr. Spiegel on Wednesday and am looking forward to that

I am still trying to get CPT codes for my hair transplants so I can get reimbursed.
I was so much wanting to have my face, hair and breasts done and ready for this summer so I could better fit in. Even my GCS is a 2 step and the second step is May 15th. I guess next summer

. Perhaps I was hoping the surgeries would make me happy with myself or how I see myself. I guess that only comes from within. When the dust settles I need to be happy with myself.
I am 6 days off my SSRI. I definitely can feel now. I have cried a few times. Things from my past tend to seep in. I have learned a lot of techniques and have dealt with a lot of previous issues such as sexual and physical abuse when I was young. I think I really understand what happened and all those involved have died. My therapist said something that made a lot of sense. Perhaps the person who did the sexual abuse had that happen to them. It as the last hanging item. When I went off my SSRI it did not seep back. What got to me was me and how I feel about myself. What almost sent me over the ledge was how my soon to be ex-wife rejected me. How my daughter wants to leave me in her past and not look back. I will get through this.
Feeling has its plusses and minuses. I need to work on the minuses. I guess that is how I feel about myself and how I can make new relationships.
Part of the reason I went off the SSRI was I was falling asleep at work and while driving. It was getting hard to wake up in the morning and I could not fully feel. Part of me wanted to see if things got overwhelming and I chose to end it all. Part of me wanted to see if I still needed it and yet another part wanted to see If I could do better now without it.
My therapist asked me a while back why I thought I never died when I tried to commit suicide. I had no answer. I pondered this for a long while. The only answer is what I said to myself when I came around the curve on I676 after my second suicide attempt December 2012. I do not want to die I want to be myself.
I just want to be me, simple. I promised myself this when I was 8. I worry about others. How they see me. I need to worry about how I see myself and how I feel. I want to live and feel good about myself.