I read my writings for self-check on progress. 

The reply comments are usually the same but I got some praises and encouragements, too. 

I could see how I changed over the period of 2 and a half years. 

I remember when I cried practicing smiling, cried eating meals, and cried walking in the street. 

I don't think I can cry even if I try. 

I just kept doing therapeutic tasks to fight against emotional tsunami. 

Then, I became calm in some time. 

It doesn't mean that I always have good days. 

I sometimes feel irritated and stuffy. 

Then, I feel composed in no time as if nothing had happened. 

I used to avoid talking with my family. 

Now, I can listen to them and give them consolation. 

I was a mess and I suffered from shock and pain, but it turned out that I had a good life in general. 

I am proud of myself and I praise myself. 

I will keep making effort to achieve happiness. 

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