Today I found out that my sister is going to be okay. She’s been in and out of rehab and various therapy centers for the past year and a half, and nothing seemed to help her. I haven’t seen her in almost a year, and I’ve only had a few brief phone conversations with her since she left for her third stint in a Chicago rehab facility last August. She was finally diagnosed with mild autism, along with other behavioral issues, and now she’s at a therapy school in Utah. My parents went to visit her this weekend and said that they saw a huge change in her. She’s down to earth, can hold a conversation, and has gotten her negative behaviors under control. She isn’t hearing voices anymore. She isn’t bingeing and purging anymore. She isn’t cutting herself with her own fingernails anymore. She’s thriving out in Utah, and she’s going to be okay.