Exciting update.

I finally asked her, face to face, where her and I stood. She asked what I meant. I said, "Well...after this past year, after I've been trying to prove how sorry I truly am, where do you and me stand?" She thought for a second, looked at me, smiled, and said, "We're friends." I haven't stopped smiling since. But I can still feel the depression there. It's gone, for the mean time, and I hope that having her back will make it so depression doesn't seem that bad. Thank you all for reading these. These blogs on Moar have been my way of venting, and now I have her as my friend again. Thank you all, from the bottom of my heart. =]