Road to Recovery

As time goes on, I feel like I'm back where I started, 2 and a half years ago. I feel like I'm a kid again, living in a room in a house, clumsily getting through each regulation. I'm reigniting old feelings in my friendships, but not quite used to how much there is out there that I could be doing. Sometimes it seems like all my past is distant now, but at the same time it's right in the front of my mind, and I think about Carleton a lot. Medication feels like a hassle, I'm unsure if this medication is even right for me. I feel like I'm in some sort of limbo, quietly walking between the world of progress and the world of complete passiveness. I'm learning to look even closer at the little things and appreciate them more than I ever did before.