I feel happy. It's been a while since I've felt happy, but honestly i like it. I was so worried about going the next few months without therapy, and lets be honest i'm still nervous, but at the same time I've made it a whole week. That is a big thing since i wasn't able to go a day without being sad, but it's also big because if i can make it one week, then maybe i can make it two. Making it a week without therapy and being happy gives me a little hope, and boy do i need it. This is somewhat random but at the end of my therapy session my therapist told me that no matter what, even if we weren't apart of each others lives anymore, that she still cared and was still praying for me, and that she always would. I can't explain how much that means to me. It brightens my day.

So what are my plans for this weekend? Getting better for one. Sick days are not my best friend. I also intend to study and make cookies. It sounds like an amazing weekend to me.

I know happiness wont last forever, and i know things will probably be harder soon. But right now, i'm happy. And that's all i need(: