Sitting in the limo on the way back from prom might be the happiest I've been in a long time, but also one of the saddest.

I had a great night :/ I felt okay and it's a huge relief knowing that if I need to cut again, I can without having to worry about scars (although they were slightly visible under the lights :/). On the way back from prom I got the window seat and I just sat with the window down at midnight with the lights of town shining on my face until we got to the forests and the cold wind was so refreshing... I felt cleansed and happy.

Coming back home was hell. I hate it here, I hate her lack of sobriety.

Maybe though, if I could spend more time in the back of cars speading through town at midnight with the window rolled down... maybe I could be truly happy.