It's been a little while since I posted on here. I suppose that in many ways, I feel like a different person than whoever I was when I wrote most of this blog. I started it when I was what, 18? And now I'm 21. I know I have changed a lot.
I think I feel a little less compelled to write on here because I don't feel so voiceless and ignored anymore.
I'm really excited to start school again. I mean, when am I not excited to start school? But it tends to happen that I'm excited to start and then get worn out very quickly. I think this year might be different, though. I know a lot more about myself and what I need and what is important to me, and those things are all strong defenses against burnout and depression.
At the same time, it's a little frightening to enter again into the routine that caused me so much trouble to begin with. I don't know how well I'll withstand the stress.
I guess I shouldn't add additional stress by stressing about how stressed I might be. Geez.
But I do have hope. My life is moving on now. It's always been moving on, but it left me behind for a while, and it got out of control. I couldn't find my way back to it through the haze. Now that I can see much clearer, I have caught up again. Well, nearly caught up again. My real life is within arm's reach, I'm sure.
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