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I feel as if I’ve finally fulfilled all the expectations of everything around me – everything that doesn’t align with my main, most important goals in life.

I used to say that I “fucked up” in the past few days. But today I think I can say I just gone through every possible point of wrong choices. It’s Sunday evening, and I feel like I’ve had enough – that I’ve done everything wrong that I had to do – and now I’m ready to return to the right path. The strict one.

I hope this moment becomes a new beginning for me, a spark that starts something big and real in my everyday life. I hope that tomorrow morning I’ll wake up and not only remember all this, but also feel strong motivation to keep going that way.