I have not thought of a title yet, but that is OK.

I want to write a bit about the past month. Everything is going to be OK. I don’t know it for sure, but that is OK. Sometimes, I make mistakes and that is OK. Sometimes, I forgot to tell myself that everything is going to be OK. I beat myself up afterwards, and that is OK. Sometimes I try and fail, and that is OK. Sometimes, I relapse and that is OK. Sometimes I sleep late, and that is OK.…