panic attacks about being stuck in that job and growing old while being miserable. I haven't had one in about 10 months now. That part of my life is over and I am happy.
So much has changed in the year since I left that job. I now paint and film and try to do things with my life that I never would have before. I want to do something that is lasting. I want to leave my mark behind. When people ask me, " what do you do these days" I want to be able to say I just live and that is plenty enough.
We get so used to being miserable everyday that we forget how to be happy. I can't believe how absurd it is to some people that being happy is my main focus.