I'm reading my diary from 2014.. And so many things have absolutely changed. Some things I never thought I'd recover from, aren't so much of a struggle now, though I am still trying to fight against certain things. But it makes me smile knowing the fact that everything does get better... Eventually. 07/25/14 - ''Last day in recovery after my attempt of suicide. I'll miss talking to my psychologist'' After all, maybe I should reconsider going again just to talk a little and get certain things off my chest again. Will forever be grateful I met such amazing individual that helped me realized that there's hope. Thanks to her and my mom, I'm still alive today.