Wake me up...

Aug 29, 2006 16:01

...when September Ends.
I keep hearing that song on the radio. I used to not be able to listen to it for a long time because for the entire month of September last year I think it was my away message. And I really meant it. I wanted to go into a coma and just sleep through the month of September.
I went to Trav's the other night and we were joking about this time last year. How I walked EVERYWHERE and didn't eat and, as Trav said "One day you walked in the door after class and you were a stick." And when I was at home, I didn't come out of my room, unless it was to drink a box of wine with Travis and cry my eyes out as we watched 10 hours of Little House on the Prairie.
Despite what I'm going through right now and I realize there are still times I get depressed or don't handle things very well, it's nice to know that in retrospect, I've come a LONG way from my coma wishing days a year ago. I am still able to live my life rather than shut myself up in my room when I get upset (for the most part). I mean, I still have days where I don't want to leave my room and want to sleep all day, but they are few and far between in comparison. And usually, when I would rather just shut the world out, I don't allow myself to do that anymore. So that's definitely good. So maybe I have matured a little since those days. I hope so.
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