So it's been 11 days or so, my mistake! Didn't mean for these things to take so much time, but then again it's been a lot of me trying to figure things out.

My therapist says to take time off from working on my future, so I've been trying to do that. It's hard, since I know she also wants me to move out within the year. I'm trying my best, though! I can't believe the progress I've made!

I went to a bar! A real bar with people and drinks and sports. My social anxiety kicked up, but I made it through and even ordered my own drink and stuff. That was yesterday, but at least today I wasn't broken up about it. I do feel silly for trying to talk to the bar tender, but ultimately I'm fine. She was cute, sue me.

A year ago I couldn't walk into a restaurant that was busy, let alone drink in public. I'm really happy, and I can't believe I've done this. I can safely say I'm getting better slowly, and this is just more proof.