Actually, hang on a minute.

Today, for the most part, has been a bloody lovely day. And I'm actually pretty happy. So, thank you. 

October 3rd

So, my second year of university has started, freshers week has come and gone and I've joined a gym. For a while, I never could have imagined that at least two of those things would ever have happened. 

The last couple of posts have been pretty sad. It's very sad and very embarrassing, I'm constantly tempted to delete them, but, they remind me of something that devastated me. But, now, they serve as proof, that I can be fine, that I'm better now than I was, and that things are only going to get better. And if shit happens again, I've got cold, hard proof, that I'll survive. 

But recently, very recently, I've started to realise and actually believe, that things are looking up. And that, there are still lovely people in the world, and they give me reason to believe that I don't actually have to be quite so hard on myself all the time. 

If ever you forget, you'll be okay.