Holy Fishnipples! I've been clean for a year and a half!

Which, by itself, a year and a half is such a stupid date.

Oh yes. A measly 10th of my life. Way to freaking go.

But on the other hand, in the past 6 months, I've been closer to a relapse than even in most of the first six months. Never have I wanted a drink so bad in my life. So yeah, I am kind of proud of myself for making it to this date- and more importantly, making it to this date ALIVE. Because the past six months have also been hard on me. I entirely relapsed with self-harming in every way that I've ever self-harmed. I've attempted suicide multiple times, and came extremely close twice. I've started smoking more, and abusing more. (So really I shouldn't be proud of anything, but oh well.) My emotional health has been doing awful, my physical health has declined, and I'm at a pretty crappy point in my life, but I haven't drank in a year and a half. I'm getting somewhere. I've got one year left before I can get the hell out of this stupid town, and away from everything that triggers me, move in with my boyfriend and friends. I'm one step closer to making it.

So anyways, hope you are all having a good day, I think this one's starting to be a good one for me.