A New Beginning!

So over the past two months my life has been on a roller coaster ride that I am hoping is slowly coming to a smooth spot.
Having Borderline Personality Disorder which contributes to my Chronic Depression give me trouble in handling situations in life.
SITUATIONS:
Oct. 3rd: Anniversary of Brett's (my fiance)'s Aunt Deenie's death from Breast Cancer that took her in 2002.
Oct 5th: Grandma Margaret's anniversary of death 25 years. & Miscarriage of fourth baby, third pregnancy.
Oct. 23rd: This day has to be explained in detail:
-On Oct. 10, 2006 I called home from basic training 3 days prior to graduation to check and make sure plans had been finalized for family to come out to SC. I talked to Angel who I could tell from her voice she was worried. I asked what was wrong. She told me Gpa Vern had a heart attack, he was okay though. Over the next four and a half years Gpa was in and out of hospitals with different issues one where they put in a pace maker (I believe this was 2009) This past summer he took a turn when he started retaining water, off to the VA in Salt Lake he went to get stabilized. Was released but ended up back again for the same problem a few weeks later. He was again released but this time to a rehab center where he spent a couple weeks. Then once more ended up in a hospital, this time Utah Valley. I had visited him off and on when I could get to the hospitals and once at the Rehab. So I had said my goodbyes but still continued to hope for either a peaceful passing or healthy return. On the 23rd I was checking facebook when I saw a status posted by my cousin that they were removing all support and taking only comfort measures. He was given 24-48 hours, not long later was told 12-24. I found a way to get gas and jumped in my car to go say a final goodbye.
I arrived at his room just minutes after he passed. I cried for a couple minutes went and called Brett and my immediate family. Went back to the room and we talked of things special about Gpa. He was my only remaining grandparent and the one I was closest to. He did a great work here on earth and left behind a great family. 4 children, 15 grandchildren, and 26 great grandchildren and it will only grow more. (But thats for another time when I dedicate a post especially to Grandpa & Grandma Taylor.
Oct. 26 - Brett's Father had a heart attack and was in the hospital 3 days which we spent all the time we could up with him.
Oct. 28 Our dog Geo had 11 puppies, 5 of which lived.
Oct. 30 I started spotting, I figured AF (Aunt Flow) was coming on 8 days later after the weirdest period ever I was finally done for the month.
Nov. 2nd I had my first one on one therapy in the VA.
Nov. 10th Got prescribed Wellbutrin for my depression, so far its good.
Nov .1st - Present I have Brochitis, got it confirmed two nights ago at ER in Mt Pleasant.
Nov. 7 Had a fight with Brett.
Nov. 8 Brett decided he was completely done with me. (We worked things out after talking things out knowing that tough times are a strengthening time.
So today I am sick and worn. I want to sleep but can't because the mucus in my throat keeps me up because I feel like I am choking on it when laying down.

But with all this stuff happening its only logical that I would be depressed and not feeling in tune with life. But I have been taking the Wellbutrin for 3 days and I can honestly say as of right now I know it has been helping.

My motto for 2012 (want to get thru the holidays) is Happy & Healthy 2012.

Hope I don't bore you with my post. Feel free to let me know how utterly boring I am! LOL