In just 40 days I stopped being afraid of life, I came back to my adopted country all by myself, I got accepted in school to finish my B.Sc., I found myself a lawyer to help me get some justice done, and today I was informed that I’ve got a job.

All in 40 days. No one can say I’m not moving on. In fact I’m moving on so fast I feel like I’m driving a fricken F1 car. But I’m happy, so happy and thankful with God. My life is getting better, I didn’t break like my EX thought I would. And I’m not gonna break, ever.

I just wanted to share. This great feeling I have now is what will keep me going when things get tough in the future, because I’ll know that no matter how shitty life gets sometimes, there is always a way out.