Yeah, eight months tomorrow. I always have mixed feelings on my anniversaries. Obviously I'm very grateful, but it still burns to reflect on where I was when I started. I guess I can't appreciate where I am now without holding it in contrast with where I was eight months ago and the roller coaster that followed. The start of this journey was pretty terrible, and I'm not quite over the shame and disgust about where I was. I feel guilty for what I put my family and friends through, especially now that I can really see it through clear eyes. My friend who helped me always congratulates me on my anniversaries, but I really can't even look him in the eye when he does. I hope someday soon I will be able to truly celebrate.