I guess I’m little bit more happy with myself…
Happy I could find a way to live my life.
Struggling with depression, hating my job really fucked me up. I guess I was adjusting, reaching my limit so I could finally move on to this feeling I have now, I’m finally OK.
I finally understand and believe that life puts people on your path and these people without knowing make you better, they drag you to a better place.
My friend helped me so much, even when I was the one helping him battle his pain, he ended up helping me get out of mine.
I believe we go through phases and I’m going through a period of discovery, of knowing myself and my ways of dealing with problems in general.
I realized love has a big part in my life, loving my work, myself and a significant other sometime soon… I hope.
I guess I’m good with being comfortable and that’s a mistake, something I should runaway from.
2020 about to be a year I might enjoy.
