The sound of the street is echoing outside, but I cannot hear it that loud.
My mind is quiet for the first time in a long time.
No reaction, no fear, no more being tensed. Just breathing for the first time in years.
It is like the voices that screamed disappeared. I feel save, I feel at peace for the first time in my life.
I started to think about a lot of things in life.
Things I regret now, people I started to miss, and what life means to me.
I found a passion now. I found a piece of me. I am starting to heal now. Just little by little, but I am healing now.
I now found a place where I am at peace. A place where I could cry the whole day because the tension is falling away and my mask is slowly disappearing.
I am no longer the person I pretend to be.
How can leaving something behind bring me so much joy in life.
How can it help me to find myself just now.
When I look outside the bus window I feel like I am home, like I belong here for life.
It is like I was torn away from here and was meant to be here for life.
There is so much I wanna know about myself.
Know about the me before the world broke down.
What do I love, what do I hate, how is it to breath and live your life.
Is this really freedom.
Can freedom leave you so at peace that you want to live the first time in your life time.
I am looking at a new world.
Now I am starting to live.
Now I am making my own choices.
Now I can see the colours of the world.
And how beautiful life can be.
Every voice is silent, my life has become silent, everything is kinda working out.
I am living.
Now I am not slowly dying anymore.
I don't have to hide anymore.
I can be me.
Finally me.
The real me
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