I know, it has been quite some time since the last I wrote.
I am well, most importantly. I am eating again and I am healthy. I am not longer depressed or sad, and I am so relieved for it. It's one of those things that you don't really realize is going on until someone points it out and helps you get better. Ealbrand, my dearest brother, has been my rock. He's never supported me more in my life and I suppose that I will forever be grateful. I don't know how I wouldn't be, he pulled me out of a very dark place in my life. I have said before that a person cannot fix you, but it sure is nice to have some help.
I have found myself back in Barudric's home as I write this. It has been so long, but it's so comforting and familiar to be here. I prefer it over my own home, really. I had actively sought him out upon my return and as I knew they would be, things are exactly the same as when I left. That's the thing about Barudric. Unlike Corrben, he is calm and understanding and he does not try to control anything that I do. So when I leave Bree for a little while, he is still waiting with open arms. He doesn't ask questions that I do not want to answer, he just is there.
Aren was the first person I ran into when I returned to Bree, though. We talked for a while. I have missed his friendship, and he told me that he was seeing a nice girl. I haven't met her yet, and now that I think about it, I haven't seen him since we talked. The only other person I've seen that I know is Claery. It was so good to see her again, and she climbed onto my barrel and braided my hair and it was just like it used to be. She's apparently seeing someone, I think, but I didn't really get a chance to ask her about it. I have made one other friend since coming home, though, and his name is Gwordir. I suppose I can call him a friend. He tried to grope me, that was rather... odd. He's odd in general. He tried to eat my flower crown.
I think it's time I went to sleep. Goodnight, journal.
