Not for one moment i thought that i could feel bad after this. I thought that i could speak, and somebody would listen, and then i would feel good about myself. But it didn’t happen like i planned.
And i’m lying if i hide how i feel lighter, but it’s broken. Something broke in the process.
I’m not sorry. I decided to be sincere with myself, and for that, i should have done this long ago, because that is breaking since ever.
And i hate this destructive way of living. But while writing this, i’m already frightened for being censured.