Mine was the day I got my first apartment. I was really just beginning in life and felt like I never really truly knew freedom and safety like having my own soverign space that nobody could revoke or meddle with
Mine was the day I got my first apartment. I was really just beginning in life and felt like I never really truly knew freedom and safety like having my own soverign space that nobody could revoke or meddle with
The day I exercised my freedom and freewill.
I have decided to clean my room and actually went through with it.
The trauma crippled me for the long time and I couldn’t do anything from my own violition. That day it has changed. I am in charge of my own life from that point onward.
(I hoped that it would be better. It’s still murky and gray but at least it’s not pitch black. There is a long way ahead of me)