"I've found that recovery means being honest. About what I want. What I need. About what I am. What I feel. Who I am."
Spring break has come and gone, as fast as ever, and now it's back to school. I checked my mailbox today, but no letters much to my disappointment. Oh well. I visited Sydney's mom last night and that was really nice. She's like my second mother and she calls me, Sean, and Tyler her adopted kids. It was kinda weird though without anyone else there. According to her, all three of them might be graduating on the same day. Which would be awesome, because then I wouldn't have to miss anyone's. But then again, I don't know how I'm getting down there or where to stay. My mom offered to go with me and take a plane down and back, but I don't know cause that'll cost a lot, depending on where we stay as well. Oh well, even if I don't go to the graduation I'll still get to see them when they come home.
My cat didn't want me to leave this time. She slept on my lap pas