Halfway recovered.Should it feel this freeing?

Wow.
If you guys have read my earlier journals, then you've seen I've been depressed.I was so depressed I was thinking about suicide at least every day.Lets just say if I had a access to a gun,I would have pulled the trigger on myself.
But I think I'm recovering.
I feel happier now.I really do.I guess its cause I've been seeing my friends a lot more and going outside more.I don't know why,but whenever I have friends,my mental health gets much more better.It's like magic,almost.
And I'm losing weight.I've been eating much more less,and it feels great to have a nice body.Now I can finally fit into the clothes I've been longing to wear.And I don't feel so fat.
I'm thinking about joining a gym (when my parents get back on their feet as far as money goes) and losing even more weight.
God,I just feel good.
Freed,almost.
It's like my depression kept me hanging from my neck,and I couldn't breath.I couldn't get away from it.
But now that I have friends now,I tore out of that chain and ran amongst the flowers.
Expect to hear more from me.
I could either go uphill or fall right back down to rock bottom.