I can see that much progress has been made in myself, now. Today I was able to taste the fruits of my labors. I attended a simple performance at one of the dorms on campus (Next House), and found that many friends I’d made had gathered to come to this event — due to prefrosh, personal interests, parents, families, etc. I was there with some of my newest, and most satisfying, reciprocating friends, and I was surrounded by people I wanted to see and who enjoyed seeing me. It inspired the strangest feeling within me.

I felt like I belonged.

I had given up on that dorm, but I see again the effects of my black-tinted glasses, now made clear with my auto-psychology and medication. And, as time goes on, I find myself becoming more warm towards places like Next House; especially as my previous, tainted emotional imprints are wiped clean and repaired.

Today was an important day. Today was a day that showed me the remarkable obstacles I have overcome and the love and family that can now grow forth from the freshly tilled soil. I feel glad to be alive.