Then of Course...

...there are the worries. Like, is it OK for me to feel like this? Because it's a little exhilarating, a little like a high. It feels like cheating, somehow. But how can it be cheating if I have wonky frontal lobes and I'm just fixing them? And also the exhilaration could be coming from the fact that I was eagerly anticipating feeling better.

Aargh! Here comes the Oprah: I deserve happiness and success.