I feel like all the revision is over and the exams have finished; like the essays that make up a whole term's work is finally handed in.
I can't believe that I can go to bed tonight and not have to experience the kind of panic and terror I had last night. That I can get up tomorrow and not have to emerse myself in all the worst parts of my life, until it's all so bad that I can't even move.
I could cry with relief. Now all I need is the terrible pain to die down.
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