Later today I've got my second therapy appointment with the Spanish lady. I don't really mind her but she gets irritated when I don't answer her questions correctly. But she can get over it. And in two weeks I have my appointment to get on the medication. Life is moving forward. And that's funny because only 2 months ago I never expected I would be here. I've never thanked that one girl who saved me, properly. Maybe I will someday. But until then I'll just smile at her in the halls to let her know I feel okay.
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