OBOESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. My best friend and I were actually just talking about missing band shenanigans. ;_____; I was terrible at oboe but I loved it anyways.

UNEXPECTED SRS QUESTION IS V SRS OMG. Um, probably my mom? Cliche as fuck I know, but she's the one who sort of inspires me to get over and understand my anxiety/depression, because she suffered for so long without treatment. She's also the only one who I can always talk to and I know is willing to try and understand what I'm anxious over, as opposed to just listening.