It’s Mardi Gras break. It’s really cold outside. I’m about to practice some bass while bundled up in the warmth of a cozy little apartment. I am getting some much needed ME time. I was planning on going to parades or a music show tonight, but when it came down to it, I just wanted to stay home, exercise, take a shower, practice some bass, maybe watch an A24 film or some anime, and eat homemade keto pancakes. Back in 2017, 2018, and 2019, I would have despised myself for letting my anxiety and sadness keep me from going out OR going out even though I was sad or anxious, but now, I’m content with the choices I make. I am wiser now, and I don’t put myself into situations that harm my mental state or go to places that I won’t be happy or having fun at. I don’t feel the need to go out to places to be seen or to be apart of something that I’m not really into anymore. Although I’m being vague, healing is a journey. Will I ever fully recover? Maybe not. Who knows? I have been molded into a new person. I am grateful for my persistence, for my family, for my friends, for Henry, and for my spirituality that keeps me going. I like to take the everyday, routine part of my life one hour at a time, and it really has made me happier.