RebirthThis will be short and sweet, simply because I wanted to write *something* here....I actually want to climb a tower or mountain and shout it..... "I'm getting OUT!!!!"
I'd had a timeline...only told a few people because I was afraid I'd back out. I'd promised myself that come hell or high water (or the sudden backing-out chicken-**** attack of fear mentioned above) that I'd be out by September 1st.
I beat my goal by a month and a day.
It has been surprisingly amicable so far, but I'm going in with open eyes.
And it's waaay past time.
To those of you on the brink, living without joy, I encourage you to follow.
To those of you still here that have gone before me...thanks for lighting the way.
I've survived much of the last two days on caffeine and cigarettes...time to crash and burn. I've some sleep to catch up on before I start joining the living again.