I am doing way better than before.
These days I laugh more, think less, eat better and healthier. I even dragged myself to dates where one of them ended up making me forget about the last few months.
I don't cry into the pillow anymore...the tears are still hot and scalding, but way less.
I don't overthink and take things (and people) more casually.
But somedays, it all comes rushing back to haunt me, making me question everything right from my self worth to my purpose of being alive.
Somedays, I still drink whiskey neat just to put myself to sleep.