Does he walk around all day at school with his feet inside your shoes?

A way to tell that I'm slowly getting healthier and happier: I now wear clothes (other than sweatpants) almost every single day. Big improvement, I'll tell you. And I've started recognizing myself when I look in the mirror - well, even the fact that I sometimes do look in the mirror is a considerably huge step forward.

If I almost enjoy getting dressed nowadays, I can't imagine that I'll ever go back to wearing make up. Covering up my face seems unnatural and the very few times I've tried I've washed it off immediately. My skin is, without a doubt, grateful for this. I used to get terrible stress-induced rashes almost every week - they've disappeared completely. No complaints there!

Another way to tell that things are moving in the right direction is the fact that, once in a while, I make plans. For the future. Sure - whenever that happens, I panic for a minute, start thinking what if, what if, what if this is all far from over, what if I get bad news, I shouldn't plan ahead, shouldn't take things for granted, shouldn't, oh my gosh I can't breathe I can't breathe - but the feeling eventually passes, and I go back to thinking about my future with something that almost resembles excitement.