On the path of recovery

Hello, it's 12.25am now.

I just don't feel like sleeping. I know my body's feeling really tired
but my brain can't rest even when i'm shutting my eyes while lying on the bed.
Today, i thought i was getting better, but i ruin all again. But then again,
today's event made me realise that i was getting a little less weaker.
It's probably a little small baby step of progress. I'm not too sure
if anyone knows what i'm talking about. Probably no one knows them either
because they are too dear to me to let them know about me, or probably
because i don't have any close friends who are there for me anymore.
Those who really knows, can't really understand, i don't blame them of course.

Today, i walked around school feeling a little much better and
there's this voice in me telling me that i'm perfectly fine.
I srolled down tumblr's webpage and reminded myself that i'm fine too.
Today, i felt like i've got no much feelings.

Really, nothing much.