20 months of independence and liberation. It was more than enough to have a significant realization of reality, a true reality. I don’t know if there is such thing about true reality, it seems too redundant but sometimes people, especially me for instance, are too blinded for what’s true from a reality which is a product of one’s mind.
20 months of self-deprecating for every pain that I caused anyone. I am guilty. I know that I have to suffer since day 1. I didn’t complain. I just have to go through to what seems to be a never ending maze. But it did end.
Happy 20th month for me. It will be a better beginning.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
