I've met some lovely people, made new friends and the world doesn't seem such an overwhelming place after all...oh, alright, sometimes it is. Six weeks in I had an experience that rocked my world, that also made me realise how far I've come.
I was discussing with a fellow student about the pros and cons of suicide. I personally don't believe in it, but I realise some people feel they have no other options and I can empathise with them completely. I won't go into the details of this conversation, but it did make me remember how helpless and hopeless I once felt. I know I would try quite often to 'create' an accident so I could leave this world without anyone knowing it was of my own doing, but I am well past this now. It was because of this knowledge and experience, I was able to recognise that self-destructiveness in another.
Later when I thought about it, I sighed thinking, 'Well, six weeks out in the world and look what's happened!'. Two weeks later, I'm thinking, 'How nice I was out in the world and able to help someone else!'