Feb 18, 2018
Today, I was asked if I am happy. Today, for the first time ever, I didn’t hesitate with my response. Today, I was able to say I’m happy, genuinely happy for the first time in over a year. I made it through the slump that ended with me dropping out of a college, I sat by my grandmothers side for 6 months of her fight with cancer, and have had to learn to live without her these past 6 months and still having some horrible days, I managed to start working again, graduate from a 2-year and attend a 4-year where my future will be set up for me. I haven’t had a panic attack in 7 months, and I’m starting to love and appreciate myself more and more each day. Some days will be bad, but other days will be better.
