I just went through and read all my old journals. Focusing particularly on the parts of my Reno chapter. Absolutely fascinating and depressing but yet uplifting since I know the ending. Years later, as I currently lay in bed, in Las Vegas, I am very happy with my life. For the things on the surface, I have my dream career, family is healthy and happy, fantastic relationship, roof over my head, and the best of friends a girl could have. But, it's not all on the surface; the shit that social media sees in the "bout me" section. My heart, my mind, my body, is happy. I'm at peace with myself and sleep well at night. I don't feel under the shadow