Iron maiden
I did something really hard. I wanted to quit. I almost threw up. I stuck it out. It got better and for a glimmer of a second i was myself again. I felt like myself again, comfortable and happy, before i came down with panic disorder. It's almist like an Alzheimer's patient recognizing and remember for a moment and then gone, as quickly as it came. I'm so proud of myself. I went in when i wanted to go home. I stayed until the end and i was happy. I didn't want the show to be over because i was having too much fun. I can't remember the last time i wasn't wishing for situations to hurry up an end so i could go home. I triumphed...what a meaningful experience. I can get back there, i will get back there. I am The trooper.