horsesrule730

Hey everyone! So just a quick update, I moved back home after getting mugged in Florida and needing surgery on my hand (broken finger). I am okay though and have been trying to get back on my feet. It's been an uphill battle to be honest, but things are looking up! I am still doing photography as much as possible, and I just landed a full time job I've wanted for years. I am going back to school in the summer, and paying all of own bills. I am planning to move out in july and I've managed to save up a deccent amount for a car!

Time for a long overdue update! I finally moved to Florida, and I'm already happier then I was before. I am currently living with my brother and his wife. Gabbie is already like my sister and of course James is the protective older brother, who also enjoys tormenting me. My photography is already picking up and I have an internship set up for my photography, plus Gabbies help. All in all I am super happy and already having a much easier time with the anxiety and depression.

As you can guess from the title, things did not go well today. I had a bad day right off the bat, and it didn't really get any better. I saw my best friend who kind of lifted me up like she always does. Still, I feel like screaming and crying all at once. I sort of did that today, as far as the crying goes. After the first upset, I called my best friend in tears and told her what happened between the tears. I had to gather myself for a meeting but ended up crying on the drive home and giving my steering wheel a pretty good punch. I feel like I let my parents down big time and I am not looking forward to later today either. Everything got thro