So now me and my T have the same job. It's weird. I will begin seeing patients tomorrow. There is no shortage. I carry a caseload of over 120.

Emotionally, I am not at my best. Not even close. However, when I am at work there is a great change in me, just as there was when I was at my internship.

I graduated yesterday and was quite overwhelmed with emotion as we came down the hill of my school in the graduate procession. I could not believe that after all I have gone through-- sitting in class looking at the board through tears stuck in my eyes, fighting through a deep depressions, writing papers through depressions and medication side effects so bad that I was unable to focus-- all of the emotional hardships-- and there I was, about to receive my Masters Degree. This was my moment. I took it all in. I looked over at the doctoral students and thought about how that would be me in another 5 or 6 years.

I have to keep fighting.