A Break.

I'm doing really good. I'm happy, I'm driven, I'm feeling challenged, and I'm feeling inspired. But just for this next month, I'm going to take a break. It's exhausting fighting and being happy when all you wanna do is hide in a corner with a bottle of jack and remember the old times, before you even thought about hiding in a corner. This month is going to be hard, It's going to hurt. How It's already been a year, I have no idea. And I can't really decide if I'm proud or ashamed of my year. In a lot of ways I'm so proud of all the long nights and of all of the stuff I've had to go through to get here. But is it enough, have I done enough?