Its strange to see yourself trapped in times.
I don't think it needs a physical place to feel trapped. It is what is inside.
All this time, when I was feeling trapped, I kept myself assured that I'm looking for a way out.
There is a way out, I shall find it if I worked hard enough in looking for it.
Here it is.
I've always felt like there's a skin that separates the ones who're happy and fine from those who've been through the worst and are stuck in it.
I've always wanted to cross that threshold, I've believed in me. I've believed in knowing that there's a world waiting for this version of me that I've dreamt about.
And, here I am.
Thankyou beautiful world. You've been kind.
I am exceptionally grateful.