I could have made excuses why not to go. Why not to enjoy myself. Why to deprive myself of everything that is worth living for. But I didn't. A few years ago, heck a few weeks ago, I would have. Yet somehow things changed, Circumstances changed. I changed, not a lot, just a little bit, just enough, to see things in a whole new perspective. The question that now remains is if I can actually fuel this new mindset and build a long lasting life around it...
It's so liberating to be able to go somewhere, anywhere, without the constant burden of analysing every single unimportant detail. I didn't care that unfamiliar people were there, who probably hate me. I didn't care that I may have made a fool out of myself. Because you know what? I deserve a chance, once in a while, to simply break lose of the shackles shackling me to the ground. Yet even when I do, I constantly remember the struggle I had to endure to get here, the energy I had to put into fixing myself and in hindsight it was well damn worth it...
