Where [I] Belong

He has the most amazing way of calming me down. Both he and my therapist said that I need to stop blaming myself. I'm studying and doing all I can. I'm taking the necessary steps to recover. It isn't impossible and that's what I'm seeing now. My meds are out of sync and that's why my moods have been so bipolar (literally).
The weekend of Josh's formal is coming up. I'm looking forward to dressing up and feeling pretty. I haven't felt good about myself in a very long time. Having a night to not worry about everything is exactly what I think I need. I can't wait to see him dressed up and see us together. I want a nice perfect picture of us to put in my room. Whenever I get depressed or sad, I look at a photo album I have dedicated to Josh. It's selfies of us together, funny faces he'll send me, or just random pics I've gathered so far. We always seem to be sending each other things in the mail. I thought long distance would be difficult but it isn't that terrible. We talk all the time, Skype a few times during the week, then have our date nights on Friday. We make it work. I think I'm where I belong, finally.