As time goes on, I find that the hellish world that I thought I was in is nothing more than the average life of a teenager. Overly emotional reactions to simple hardships, raging hormones, defiance, and educational slump.

 At first, I thought nothing was going to get better. A heart broken isn’t always necessarily a heart lost. One of my best friends in the world moved away, and I thought it was the end of the world. Everything was over. It was all going to end and I was going to have nothing more than a meager existance dragging me to my death. However, that’s no longer the case. I talk to him every day, and he reminds me that things could be worse. I still try and make his day better as much as he makes my day better.

 As if rewarding me for hardships that I’ve over come, including quitting smoking and not longer holding an interest in alcoholic beverages, I have obtained a new boyfriend. He’s amazing and treats me very well. Our relationship is going great, and my grades are turning around. As soon as all my grades are up, I won’t be grounded, and I will get my freedoms back. Then I can take my kid out to do things, like going on walks, teaching her how to ride two wheels with a little more ease, and going to study at the library when I feel like getting out of the house. Not to mention, being able to be alone with my boyfriend and spending quality time together.

 The hormones, you know, they haven’t been helping much, and I know they’re not going away anytime soon. But as long as everything is balanced out in my mind and I can keep my emotions in check, I don’t think they’ll be too much of a problem. That’s just something every teenager needs to go through.

 Hm… Everything’s turning around. Everything was going darker from last year and now everything is light. Everything is better. And it’s going to continue to get better, and I’ll make it that way. True story. :D