The last week has been brutal, with essays to hand in, projects to finish and just a general freaked-out mood because of seeing Blaze not once but twice in a single weekend. I’m not sure how I finished everything, but at least it gave me something to focus on instead of diving into a depression. I guess that was an advantage.
But by now, I’ve slowly gotten back to myself. Lizzy and Hunter still look at me like I’m going to freak out at any moment. But they don’t know this side of me, this girl who had to help herself when she was left by her boyfriend.
There is no reason for me to not overcome it again, hopefully a little faster this time around. I don’t want to have to keep fighting depression for months, but I’m hoping that I won’t have to. It was just two meetings that I had to face h
