Hopeful ...

I went to the doctor today and she increased the dosage of my Baclofen. That's good.

She also put me on anti-depression/anxiety medication.   That's good, too, I suppose. I mean, I'll sure be glad to be free of this feeling of overwhelming sadness.  And yet, in a weird way, I feel terribly regretful and guilty by going on this type of medication because it's like I'm betraying Rob and my mom.