This piece aims to capture the difficult emotions that I am experiencing as part of entering what my therapist refers to as the “recovery” period of my therapy. My anxiety is so high at the moment, because it feels like I am on the brink of a precipice. I am terrified that none of my progress is real, that I won’t make it, that everything will go back to the way it was before. But I also have so much more resilience now than I’ve ever had before. And so, I hang in there, I sit in my discomfort and I let time happen around me. I keep myself open, frightened though I am.