I’ve just begun to realize I am much more happier than I was in June/July, when I used to cry all over the place, write furiously in the mini notebook inserted in my pencil box to calm myself down. Back then, I tried to avoid friends and family and preferred to be left alone yet I felt so lonely. I would come home from school and go up straight to my room and cry. I cried listening to my teacher teaching in class and I stole a few tears whenever I was in the school bathroom. It was terrible. I don’t really understand why I felt so awful all the time back then, all I can recall is having morbid and despicable thoughts, thoughts that let the tear glands free. I guess I’m better than I was before now. I’ve begun to appreciate my friends’ companionship, and I feel much happier these days, although there is the occasional bipolar turmoil and it’s the Sinking again. Thank you everyone who is part of my sad and confusing life.