I feel better today. I feel good. I got some sleep and I'm listening to happy music through the days. I think I might be getting better, isn't that fantastic? I really hope this isn't just a high before a low.
I know it's only been a week and a half, but my medication paired with seeing my family in Spain has really lifted my spirits. My plans on moving to Spain, though they're bittersweet in a way because of you-know-who, they're slowly moving forward.
I'm excited to make a beautiful home, full of colour, plants, dreamcatchers and photographs of everything that's dear to me across the walls.
I'm feeling good. I'm feeling so, so good, Grandad. I don't know why. Maybe it's a combination of all the effort I'm making to get better, being more gentle with myself, maybe it's the "Sweet dreams pretty girl", who knows? I just don't want it to end. I want this to last. I feel like me again! It feels great!
I really feel like going swimming or horse riding right now. I want to float in a pool like Max and Chloe in L.I.S. I wanna go gliding. I'd even love to go to climbing trees.