Treatment

I'm thankful for my treatment.

For doctors and medicines and therapy.

They help a troubled mind.

Days of therapy.

Day in, day out.

A day,

a week,

a month,

a year,

still going.

If only everyone,

could get this treatment.

Everyone,

would feel better.

Because I've learned.

I'm learning.

To manage my emotions,

in healthier ways.

That is,

to not cut.

And I haven't,

for at least a month.

Hooray!

Progress.

There's no shame,

in a little help.

In a little treatment.