I’m not worried unstoppably anymore.
More confident in making choices.
People are smiling when talking to me and also a lot of random people talk to me willingly. A girl asked to touch my hair (I don’t know why and what’s happening).
I sleep 8 hours instead of 11-12.
Parents seem to be less worried for me.
My voice is a lot different from what I had just 10 days ago.
But one feeling is there still. I still don’t want to live. Because this was not easy and is not going to be.