I am going to say that ever since that phone call with ladybug last week something has changed in me.

I cannot put my finger quite on it yet... But I have caught myself smiling. I have caught myself wistling. Some days I feel for 10 or 15 minutes that I have clarity. Once in awhile I feel like me and not like cutter. I have even heard the dreaded words. "Your in a good mood." And its for no reason. Like I am a normal human being.

Maybe I am becoming normal again. I still see life as before the bomb and after the bomb.

I think I even went one hour without thinking about it. Think...

smile

Maybe I am starting to come out of my depression. Which I have been in for quite awhile... I do not know... Perhaps I am starting to wake up.

P.S. this is me journaling....

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