Cautiously Hopeful

I have started to see a very, very tiny light at the end of this dark tunnel. I am having more good days than bad. I have even lost some of the weight I gained recently. I am becoming cautiously hopeful that I am on the right path to recovery and "normalcy", whatever that is. I still get a little grumpy and irritable some days, but maybe THAT is normal? Who knows? I used to know my body. I was knowledgeable about what was really me and what was a symptom. Then I blamed every...single...negative... issue on my thyroid. Now, I just don't know. But I do see a very tiny flicker in the darkness. I can't tell how far away it is, but the road doesn't seem quite as scary as it used to. Below is a picture of my incision at week 11 post-op. Doesn't look much different really. I still have the irritated dry skin underneath. The funny thing about all of this is that I don't mind it most times. I usually wear it like a badge of courage   reason. I hope that it explains my sometimes erratic behaviour, my weight gain, my mood swings, and the other underlying problems. Yep, I usually like to show it. Crazy, huh?