The end?

Its been two years. On the 16th it will be exactly two years. Two years since everything started with him. Two years of fighting off depression and creating more scars. I'm glad to be alive. Last year was a year of peace from him but I still haven't let him go. I said before that everything would get better and it did. I've successfully found a way to be happy. And, Devin is back in my life. Hopefully this time forever. She wrote me a letter and it made me cry. I went a year not being able to cry and now I cry too much. But in the letter she said she had found this blog. I had never intended for her to find it. I never really intended for anyone to find it. This blog has been my way of fighting off the pain from him. An online diary of everything that goes wrong or good in my life. I don't post as much as I used to. I rarely post anything anymore. When I found out art affects me the way it does, I started drawing every time I thought about hurting myself. Now, its just a happiness that keeps me happy. I guess I'm finished with this blog. Then again, a few months from now I could post something else.