I think, if anything really shows how much I've done on my road to recovery as a human being, it would be these past two days. My roommate's fiancee came up to visit him and I've never seen him happier. Unlike previous months, I wasn't jealous or angry that I no longer had someone with whom to feel that happiness, but rather I was happy for him! It takes so much energy to be in a self perpetuating cycle of mourning and fear that things will never turn out well again and besides the fact that I feel I've changed at a fundamental level in this last month or so, I just no longer have the energy to be as spiteful and mourning as I once was.
I understand now why professors with doctorates have no mind. They take all your generalized knowledge, squeeze in unholy amounts of specialized knowledge, and you go stark raving mad by the end of your PhD program. Hehe, or at least that seemed to be the general consensus the other day when we had our unofficial gathering of the 30 or so Criminology doctoral students. One man remarked, "Just think, we're the future of Criminology", and several people took a drink at that.
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