I'm six months off. Doing a little better today. Hopefully that's a good sign. The anxiety still lurks around though. I was having such a fun/sweet night with my boyfriend tonight but every so often, the anxiety would say, "you're lying to yourself and not really having fun" or "you're just acting happy but you're not really happy" or the always common "you don't love him." I wish I could figure out a way to just laugh at/ignore these negative, intrusive thoughts. Instead, the voices sound so real and consume me. It's devastating and also mentally exhausting.