Wow. I haven’t written in here for a long while. I guess when my depression was cured, my creativity also left along with it. It’s really strange/sensible. Reading over it, brings back memories of how deep of a black hole I was in. How every time I said “you” and “them,” I was talking about myself. And how much hate was really seetheing inside of me. This diary really helped me though, and I guess at that time I didn’t realize how much of a release this was for me. But I’m very proud of it. :) Hope everyone is still passing and breathing. Hopefully I’ll start posting some more. ♥ _________________________________________________ "If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living." -Gail Sheehy