Weather, not a verdict

A brief account of the week.

Three months of no change and my blood pressure has come down anyway. Two things can be true at once and I keep having to relearn that.

Flat and philosophical.

Second plateau, and it is easier than the first, mostly because I have been here and come out the other side without doing anything clever.

Flat again. I have stopped looking, which is either healthy or avoidance and I genuinely cannot tell.

Ada said something in circle that has stayed with me: that a plateau is weather, not a verdict. I have written it on a card.

More thinking required.