I’m finally at a point where I can fully acknowledge what happened to me and see that it was completely wrong. I feel like I’m building a good support system for myself, and I’m trying to accept that I will have ups and downs. The last couple months I’ve been struggling with denial, because I haven’t been as depressed and I’ve been doing better in school, and it made me believe that maybe what happened wasn’t as bad as I thought. I’ve continued therapy and I feel like I’m at the point where I can acknowledge what happened and how bad it was, but that it doesn’t have to ruin my whole life in order for it to be real and valid, and things can continue getting better. I’m still trying to accept that it’ll be ups and downs, and that just because I have a good day or week or month, that doesn’t mean the pain I’ve experienced is any less valid.