Back on track.

The month is coming to an end.
The hardest month of my life.
Yesterday was the last day at my old job. Now I'm selling books for a living. And I'm free. Free from all the pressure and crazy people.

I'm free. And I smile when I come back home. I smile like I've never smiled. Of course, I am tired. But I'm not tortured anymore.

It's such a relief, you can't even imagine! 

I'm a new person and life is easier like this. My meds are working really fine and I'm more than stable. 

Is it a dream?

I think that my work just finally paid off and all hard decisions I had to make were good.

Sometimes life gives us a very huge lemon. Maybe I didn't make any lemonade but at least I put it into my cup of tea. That's something and I'm really proud of myself. That I was able, that I was strong enough to make a change.

Few months ago such things were unimaginable for me. I was a wreck and a slowly dying ghost.

Oh please, never again.

Here, have some nice music.