I’m still doing well. I believe that I will always have some anxiety. The medication that I have taken for almost two years now seems to keep me stable most of the time. I was worried about being taken off of it the last time I had a checkup at the doctor, but she assured me that she would not take me off of it as long as I felt I needed it. I can’t imagine going back to the way I felt before medicine. I don’t know how I lived like that or how anyone could stand being around me. I guess they really cared a lot to put up with my behavior. I’m not ready to mark this as DONE, but I do feel like I have made great progress in the past two years.