I can feel it. It's running through my veins. I can actually smile. It's 4:30 in te morning right now, and I can't sleep. Because I can feel. There's no more weight, just excitement... Excitement to just live my life. My depression is getting weaker. I am getting stronger. I can stand up straight again and hold myself up. I can breathe. I can feel okay. No anxiety, no self doubt, no blackness, and no pain. I haven't been able to just breathe for over a year now. Ever since he left, there's a burden. And now it's gone. And I'm okay. And I don't care if a guy likes me or not, because I can just be me. I can live on my own now. Soon, I hope to get off this medication. I can start living again! I can talk to people! I can form relationships! I can have friends! Ahh. I can be ME. Me. Myself. I can be a person again.

This is all just so exciting.