I finally did it.

Going back on Cymbalta after a decade off — a decade where I've slowly progressed into drinking 1+ bottles of wine a day, 2+ on the weekends.

I can barely eat solid food since my stomach has shrank due to near constant ingestion of alcohol.

I can barely get out of bed on the weekends, nor do I want to.

I can barely write or text from my hands shaking due to nearly constant panic attacks that trigger vomiting.

I can barely see a light at the end of the tunnel, and in the distance I see the people who have been in my corner all along.