Serenity

I love this moment here where I forgot the pandemic, my responsibilities, the momentarily sufferings and the pressure I put on myself on trying to become the "ideal" me.

I wish this could go on forever. Where I don't have to hide my anxieties and this depressive disorder crap. I wished people knew me differently so I could freely just break down, give up and do stupid stuff and they won't feel disappointed because that's just me being me. I guess this is the high cost of sanctification, it's exhausting but there's no better way to live.

I love myself here, when I am quiet.