And I can slowly start to unwrap myself from the tendrils of depression that have worked their way into my mind. 
I can get a shower and put on real makeup and clothes and feel good about myself.
I can clean my room and do my laundry and do my homework and get the things done that I couldn’t bring myself to do before.
I can smile and look people in the eye and leave my room.
I walk around with a smile because I can see the beauty of life again. I can see the good in people. I can see happiness.
It’s like spring after a harsh winter.
Except this winter comes frequently and hits harder each time.
But this is nice for now.
I will enjoy this spring.