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Well, it has been a little over three weeks since the "episode" and I must say I am doing much better. I can finally see the clutter in my room and am slowly removing it from my life. I no longer jump when I hear a strange sound, which is delightful (esp in a dorm-ish building).

I will still admit that I'm not 100% but even I have to say three weeks isn't a long time. Most people never get over it, but I am moving on and up. I will not let this effect me forever, there is no use crying about it.

My floor is almost clean, my dishes dont take up the room, my laundry will be put away tomorrow, and my bed will be made each day. These are such little things that one never thinks about, until you really dont think about it. When you are embarrassed to invite friends over because you live in a "frat house". No more. My shelter is clean. I no longer need the haven.

Okay, maybe I do, but I will make one in my mind and not in my room. Deal. I mean I have started writing in my journal again. Big step. I am half-way done with that day. Three weeks ago...

On the brightside: TCM is having a Tony Curtis (RIP) marathon. What a great way to end a weekend. And I went to see my aunt and nana on Saturday. Great relief.

Until next time....which will be sooner than the last...