Coming to the conclusion; It goes on.
It seems I've rescued myself since June. Where I was slowly digging my own grave. Where the end of the world was at my feet and the grief had over boiled within myself.
I've found new ground and my smile is genuine.
Truthfully, I don't understand why such fortune has fallen upon me, but I've never been so excited.
When everything takes a turn for the worst or I feel myself slipping through the cracks again, I manage to find something inside of me that helps me pull through and I seem to come out better than before.
All this new has overtaken the old and rusty. I'm awake and I'm not nearly ready to go back to that dark sleep I'd been in before.