I am turning fifteen in three days.
Two days after that, I will start summer school. Hopefully in the next couple of weeks, I am getting my anxiety meds refilled and possibly getting depression tests done. Then, in September, I will be going into grade 10 right on schedule, enrolled in French, to get right back into the saddle after being thrown off, and into drama, to explore interests I never knew existed.
I am turning fifteen in three days, and I am not where I have always wanted to be right now.
But I am on the path there, slow and steady, and nothing will stop me, shake me, or hold me back now. And I have never felt better.