Down to Half a Pill

It has taken a little over two years and I'm now down to half a pill every other day. My Psychiatrist told me on our last session that I am almost ready to graduate. I know the day would come but what would I be graduating from? Or graduating to what?

From a anxious ridden person to a calmer one? From a lost, clueless person to a person who is finding her way? From a hurt, angry woman to a woman who has has found closure?

I know that it will be a life long process and I am slowly getting it.

Really?

A few hours ago I read somewhere a woman professing that without her husband and child her life has no meaning. I was thinking... Really? There has got to be something wrong with that.

To have somebody responsible or worst even to burden them with your purpose or existence has got to be wrong. Isn't that your responsibility?