Short realizations.Mature

Chapter 8

    I went to bed that night, after talking to Will for awhile, feeling a little bit better. Yes, I still did cry, but it was so minuscule compared to every other night. I would usually cry for hours on end, until I fell asleep and fell into the dark pit.

    Not that night, though. I felt better than I had in a long time. I honestly felt almost hopeful, like tomorrow would be better. This feeling was so unfamiliar to me, considering I hadn’t had it in such a long time.

    I closed my eyes, and I drifted to sleep easily. No nightmare, no thoughts of death or suicide. Nothing. I had no idea what was going on. How was this possible? Is that what happiness feels like? Was I really going to come through all of this? Or was my mind just playing tricks on me again? I wouldn’t know unless I kept going on.

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