Bad.

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Well okay that's not entirely true. I've been practicing drawing, I'm barely feeling alcohol cravings anymore, I've been seeing a therapist for a year and have been making great progress. I dare say that I'm beginning to not really hate myself anymore!

I still have a lot of work to do on myself for sure, but I'm grateful to all of my friends who helped me pull through. I've been trying so hard to please my shitty family that I lost sight of the people who actually care about me, and I'm never making that mistake again.

I have a long, long way to go before I'm where I want to be, but I feel like I've finally shaken off the moss and started moving toward something. The world is fucking scary lately but instead of feeling paralyzed, I only feel excitement for the future.

I hope you all have a great Holiday season, keep your ears to the ground and listen for the sound of little raccoon footsteps, cause there's a stampede coming and I'd hate for anyone to miss it.