Recovery

Well I'm finally out of the hospital. I guess

I mean, I don't really know what to say actually. Funny that I'm writing a blog and can't find the right words to explain myself. So I'm not going to explain myself and just leave it as what it is.


I'm hoping that the pills will help my anxiety. And as for the other stuff, I hope talking will help.

I'm constantly climbing uphill but I got to drop off a little baggage...I finally had the courage to be honest with my parents about what was going on, but most importantly, I was finally honest with myself. I wanna be optimistic but I've let myself down so many times before. It scares me but I'm gonna try my hardest this time, because I don't want any more "next times" because who knows how much time I'll actually have if I continue on the path I'm on.

I guess all I can ask is of myself is to not give up. But like I've said before, it's hard to motivate yourself when you're by yourself.