But despite that, I find myself finding happiness in life here and there.
Little things like reading have brought me joy and I find mysel wondering why I ever stopped renting books from the library.
I was allowed to work out for the first time since my surgery. I lasted 15 minutes on the treadmill, which is pathetic, but at least it is something.
I'm not sure what to make of life right now, but I believe it's moving in a good direction.
It is hard to forget my past, however. I harness a large amount of regret that festers in me and I am scared it will destroy me.
CJ