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I talk to people daily.
I get out, pretty much every day.
I've started looking for a job.
I smile more.
I even laugh.
I watch not just suicidal movies.
I became vegan.
I drink less, pretty much don't.
I got back to my friends that I haven't spoken to in two years.
I respond to my e-mails within two-three days.
I am getting all better.
:)
I don't know what I have been expecting, using a cliche phrase - there is no "miracle" tomorrow. It's not like you can get up in the morning and feel a sun-burn at the places where the sun don't shine.
No, it takes a lot of painful getting up from your knees and being knocked back down.
But I see tiny bits of light.
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