At the end of last year, I completely quit my life. Nearly four months have passed since I hit what was definitely my own personal rock bottom, and while I realize that it’s easy to tie things up in a bow like this, to start a story at the end with conclusions and spoilers, that’s where I am. So that’s where I’m starting.
They say that once you take the risk, you discover the reward. That it all works out in the end. That you’ll be glad you did it. And you know what? We all know that they’re right.
That’s the easy part.
But, what about the part they don’t tell you?