Time to say goodbye

31- The End

    In life you can always get worse. Even if you hit rock bottom, sometimes you just can't get up from there. You only can't without effort.

   I didn't put any effort into my mental health once Josh left me. I hit rock bottom. I stayed there for countless days. Some days I just didn't want to go on. But I did, which meant something. Even breathing was a big accomplishment for me.

  But I still survived. I still woke up. I still ate food, occasionally. I still survived.

   I eventually went back to high school. My absences were excused by the school counselor and my mom. Things were back to "normal".

   I guess the lesson go my life story is: the sun still rises and falls, no matter what happens.