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Friends, Romans, countrymen, fellow deviants, lend me your ears! I come not to complain about Sarah but to praise her.... All right, enough bending Shakespeare to make a point. I haven't been on deviantArt lately, as you might have (but probably didn't) notice. It's been a rather tumultuous spring for me, after my long, difficult winter (therapy ad nauseum!), and I've been trying to pull myself together. I must say I've been making quite some progress.

First, at school. I've been talking to the other students willingly, which may not seem like much but is actually an enormous challenge for me. I chatted nonchalantly even though every cell in my body was screaming at me to go home and hide in bed. I talked to kids on the school bus on the way to a field trip, I made a stupid pun about carrots to which some people laughed. I even offered advice to a classmate whose boyfriend broke up with her a week before her birthday and two weeks before prom, slamming her into a brick wall. It sound kind of terrible, but these sort of things make me appreciate what I have and allow me to grin and bear it most days. The school's throwing an impromptu party for her this afternoon, and I think I may actually socialize rather then grab my book and cower at my desk. It's been a while since I've had bona fide school friends, but I'm hoping.....

At a school where a kid shows up in an elf costume for no reason, oddballs like me actually have some chance of fitting in.

Yes, a kid showed up in an elf suit today, just for the hell of it.

Secondly, I'm so proud of myself for going to school today. I had a panic attack this morning because I realized that I hadn't completed my homework, and instead of using my anxiety as an excuse to stay home, I grew a metaphorical pair of balls

and I went to school.

I didn't go back to bed. I got changed and ate breakfast and I went.

It might sound like nothing, but it's a big deal. My parents were at work, so they weren't forcing me along. I just got up and went and I'm really, really happy for myself. I asked for an extension on the paper and my teacher granted it without batting an eyelash.

Now, enough tooting my own horn. It's only Tuesday, I've got Wednesday and Thursday. But there's a new episode of Supernatural on the CW, I get to volunteer in Africa this summer, I've got a few books from the library waiting on my desk and I'm free of basal cell carcinomas for now. I'm having a good day, and I hope it'll continue.

Please, as someone who has an OK day so rarely, I beg you all to embrace each and every one that you get. Look around and notice the good, it makes a difference, I promise.

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