I'd managed to stabilize my mood into something presentable...

I was able to go to certain sites without feeling like a knife was twisting in my chest... or feeling like I was about to be sick...

I actually wanted to be social.

And now... it's just all gone again... All that hard work, scattered like papers in the wind...

All because someone didn't know when to stop.




...the sharks are back. Only this time, they're not confined to my nightmares...