I'm feeling much more at peace after taking my medication. I made a mistake and it won't happen again. It hadn't happened, and I hadn't had the urge to peek, for many months. Overall my life has been really good lately and a lot of good things are happening. Michael is driving and will move in soon, I've got my art and writing, I'm on good terms with my friends (who don't trigger me at all), my mother and I usually get along, I'm learning more independent life skills, I don't hate my appearance as much as I used to (though I'm still uncomfortable with my weight often), I have doctors I really get along with and who respect me, I'm in better physical health than I used to be, my house keeps getting improvements to look nicer. Things will be okay. I have to let go of the bad things that happened.