When the moon fell in love with the sun All was golden in the sky

I think I'm... living again.

I can't quite describe it. Its like I'd been gone for so long, and now... I've gone so far from living that I'm coming back the other direction.

I'm back. I am realising more and more just how much your mood and the things you worry about can bring you down. Or uplift you. Case and point: I'm not crying every night wondering if my best friend is going to die from wasting away now. She hit her goal range. She eats meat again. I do not worry about losing her anymore. And it is so freeing. Really. And my boyfriend just kind of makes anything I'm worrying about melt away. Its like time spent with him helps slowly detoxify my soul, and it is so amazing.

Its like.... That time I blogged about dancing in the rain. Its like its washing away all the taint, all the things that made me feel jaded, its like, getting rid of the black and white.

Now I'm back in colour again.

I am finally breathing in.