There is always a moment in a persons life that they view as a moment of relief.

Mine was a little after New Years 2017.

They tell you that when you're close to death that your life flashes before your eyes, I wasn't dying.

I saw myself. In every moment that I was myself without knowing.

I felt three dimensional. Like I was real. Like this was real. I felt, beautiful.

It is rare that I feel joy to the extent that I cry and shake, but feeling like the world was no longer being placed on my shoulders made me ecstatic. Electric. Exhilarated.

I was free from the shackles placed on my wrists for a while and my soul ran like lightning strikes, fast and free.

Of course this was only the first step. My secret would weigh on me again but in that moment, I didn't care. All I felt was joy.

All I felt was bliss.