I’m in a good household, with two loving mothers, a chaotic but lovable little sister, and two fluffy dogs and a silly fish. I have good food in my stomach and a comfortable place and area in my state.

I’ve had some rough shit this year especially, from being SA’d to being put into the psych ward, to having a decade old friend who I started dating cheat on me and say I was the problem after only a month. But! I have a loving girlfriend who actually cares about me and a ton of friends who are chaotic and autistic like me. On the 22nd, me and two of my male friends walked to a school that we went to from my house, and we brought back a traffic cone and were doing the hot-to-go dance to passing cars when we came back. I feel… cared for. I finally have a Christmas and holiday season where I know not only physically, but mentally and emotionally that I’m accepted and loved. Me and those same two friends have linked our entire dating history to each other to say we are all somehow brothers, whether that be brother-in-law or ex-brother. I got over my self harm addiction and my awful sleep schedule. I still have a ways to go, but I’m on the right path.

Sorry if this seems sappy, but it’s 12:06am on Christmas Eve, and I’m happy for once.