8 months ago I was convinced that things were never going to get better - that I was always going to be stuck in my shitty life and be suffocated by my pessimistic thoughts and mistakes of the past. Yet here I am, 8 months later, and you know what? Things did get better. No, it didn’t get better in the blink of an eye; it took time and patience, and the care of my friends whom I never fully appreciated back then. But despite my solid belief that there was no hope, I managed to move onto a more positive state of mind.