I went back and read a lot of my old junk. Just reading them reminded me of the dark shadows that used to haunt me. Now, Im just a bit better. Im not going to say that I'm perfectly happy. I still have many many problems. And everyday they present a problem to my normal functions. But now that there is someone there, I guess I can handle them as they come. I want to go back to everyone I ever new back then(except for a few people) and shove it in their face that I'm happy. Those who wanted me to fail horribly, and now they can see that nothing will ever push me down that far again. I simply wont let them. Today is the second year anniversary. Chuck is working late, but yesterday was our day. Though we spent it at the courthouse, we had the evening mostly to ourselves, and two blissful hours to be with each other and remember the 4th of May, not the 5th. And today carries no more weight it seems. Instead of dwelling on what had happened two years ago, I am easily going around thinking about yesterday and anticipating tonight. And now I have to go clean up some, so my dad lets us go out tonight. It IS a party day, and I intend NOT to do anything. We quit. He sold off the last of his pot the other day, I no longer feel cravings for that or cigarettes, and he never really smoked the cigs with me anyways. Only lit them when I was driving. I am happy.