Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Just 52 weeks ago, I came home from Las Vegas and had my life restarted. Once September got rolling around, along came the voices and the visions. In October, I was hospitalized for two and a half weeks for mental health. In November, I took a class at Fresno Adult School and started to take Certified Volunteer Program Training at a wellness center. In December, I moved into a new house with my mother and my brother. In January, I started volunteering. The voices have never stopped for more than a week. I’ve talked telepathically with actors, family members far away, and even the President. So much has happened this past year who knows what will happen in the next twelve months. September 4th is now my new New Year’s Day.