Stuck In The Middle (1)

Chapter 1 Part 1

The last three months that I've had to endure have been life changing. I spent them in Chicago, in a treatment center. I never thought that I'd end up in rehab but I let my issues get the best of me. But I feel like over the past few months I've been able to get those issues straightened out. I've stopped the purging and cutting. When I got to the treatment center, they diagnosed me with bipolar disorder, so I can't really get rid of that, but I take medicine for it daily. I've gained around 20 to 30 pounds over the course of my stay, and even though I always feel insecure about it, I find away to fight my urges. Needless to say, my life is kind of not normal. Especially considering the fact that I can no longer go out in public without being followed by weirdos with cameras. I guess being in the spotlight only made what I was going through worse. Now I feel that I'm ready to get back out there and start living my life the correct way; and that is to continue making music, staying close with my family and good friends, and continuing to inspire my fans that have stuck by my side, even through the 3 months I was in rehab. As I'm on my way to my house in my hometown of Dallas, I sit and think about how I can make my life and career better. I'm gonna take about a month off until I get back into the studio. We get to the house. My dad opens the door and it's dark. "Where is everyone?" I ask as we walk in. "Welcome home!!" We hear as the lights turn on. Everyone is here. my aunts, uncles, cousins, my bestfriend Marissa and my really really good friend Wilmer are all here. "Awww thanks guys. This was definitely a surprise." "Welcome home sweetie." My mom says giving me a hug. "I'm so glad to be home...well I'm not really dressed for a party. So I'm gonna go change and I'll be back down." I say then go upstairs.