On Saturday, I reached my ten months in recovery. It was just kind of surreal, and I made it the best day ever. I got to go driving on the go-kart, and went kayaking with my brother. It was just awesome. I felt like nothing in the world could bring me down, and on that day, I didn’t let anything bring me down. I know I haven’t been here in a while, but it’s mostly because of the tests I’ve had to take this month in school, and preparing for them tremendously. But I’m here, always will be. I hope that I can still be of help to any and all of you. I want you to know, that there is always someone out there who cares, and your stories are all important. You can get through this. Reach forward. Don’t try and change the past. All you have is now.
Peace, love, hope, and all the good things.