Today with tears in my eyes i smiled at no one. I was walking down the street to get some breakfast. breakfast or walking down the street. respctively. would seem an arbitrary part of most peoples lives yet holds a specific and intense conentation for me. it took a very long time. too many days of disapointment. too many people who count on me finding me remiss and lifeless in my reactions. but i am finally here. however close i am to the haunting ever preseant there. on this side of my borderline personality disorder i have a chance. agony may come but dones not befall every moment. every breath. every thought. beyond these facts is also the promise that the fight is working. every fight or flight i come out of swinging i make a small yet not inconsiquential dent in the resolve of my demons. i was more than half dead. and today. i am more than half alive.L.
