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The Journey of Getting Better

It has been a week since that whole self harm fiasco and I think I am truly getting better. I have been seeing a therapist and I have a meeting with her today. Dr. Montal. She is extremely nice and I feel like I can trust her. The meeting today is possibly our last for a while. Dad, Mom, and I all go in to talk this time. My cuts have mostly healed. Only the ones that got stitches are still there, I get the stitches out Monday and today is currently Tuesday, so not too long. "Zo? Are you ready we are going to be late?!" I run to Dad and hug him, doing the same to Mom. "Are we taking Luna to BryBry's?" They nod and we go. We get there and suddenly I get nervous. What if I am not getting better? Quickly, I shove that horrid idea out of my brain.

TIME SKIP TO END OF MEETING

"Well Zoey, I think it's safe to say this will be our last meeting for a long while. Unless you feel the need to come, you don't have to." We all cheer and hug and leave. Dad called the guys and we are going out to celebrate. We all go and get food, then we go to the warehouse to have a small party. Suddenly a karaoke machine is brought out and everyone is chanting for me to sing. "Ohhhh fine." I say as I prepare the keyboard in front of me as well as the microphone I start to sing 'No Good in Goodbye' by The Script.

"All the things that we've lost. Breaking off comes at a cost And know I miss this mistake Every word I try to choose Either way I'm gonna lose Can't take the ache from heartbreak Oh, but as you walk away You don't hear me say Where's the good in goodbye? Where's the nice in nice try? Where's the us in trust gone? Where's the soul in soldier on? Now I'm the lone in lonely Cause I don't own you only I can take this mistake but I can't take the ache from heartbreak. No, I can't take the ache from heartbreak no matter how it falls apart. There's an art in breaking hearts, but there's no fair in farewell, no. When I see you in the street I pray to God you don't see the silent hell in I wish you well."

I finish the rest of the song with a boom. I feel great, I think I did great, I look pretty great too! I sing a few more songs and finish singing for the night. I got really tired so I went to lay down in Joey's office, but noticed someone already was there. Slowly I walked up to the person to be relieved that it was just Gunner. He must have gotten tired as well. When I went to walk away I heard, "You could just come lay down with me you know?" I giggle at the fact I thought he was asleep and layed down with him. Snuggling into his warm chest and then realizing he faked me out, "Why did you fake sleep?" "I thought you were J-Fred and I didn't want to get up so I figured if I was asleep he wouldn't wake me and make me move." We laugh and I slowly fall into a deep sleep snuggled close to one of my many uncles. Today was a good day.