⬛— And suddenly April came, almost a year had passed. And what kept me awake at night that May, what completely filled my thoughts and prevented me from moving on, what prevented me from breathing deeply, no longer matters. My eyes are shining brighter, I'm no longer dependent on people, on the past. I feel free, I've learned to appreciate my loneliness. I can finally say for sure that no one's departure will bring me back to that confusion. Now my calmness and my feelings come first. And I finally realized that I had won that battle.