It has been more than a year since I walked out of the fog. More than a year since I stopped surviving and began returning— to myself. Only now can I say it fully: my mind is clearer, my body lighter, my spirit whole. And today— the freedom I feel is priceless. Freedom to stand alone, and not feel lonely. Freedom to work for myself, to be my own boss, to shape my own days. Freedom to think without fear. Freedom to choose, to take decisions that honor my truth. Freedom to love