It’s been a long time since my last protected post and for the one or two souls who drop by this place once in a blue moon – Merry Christmas.
2019 bought about many changes in me and I guess, I’m finally moving out from the dark, wet, lonely journey.
60 days ago, I drop my last stick. Marking my final goodbye to the love-hated relationship I have had with him. A mysterious relationship that has always been there, providing me with comfort yet at the same time killing and eating me slowly inside.
85 days ago, I clear the final stone that has been holding me back for the past 1000 days. The last fear I have, the last unknown call I will get.
145 days ago, I have my first slip of freedom and saw my first brink of light after 1667 days of darkness. The first 000 I saw after 1667 nights.
298 days ago, I saw the first bloom of my long-dried fruit. The only dream I have since 2883 days ago.
I am very proud of myself.
Let the next 365 days be the turnaround to a better next many many years ahead.