One foot in front of the other
With every passing day I realize that I might be able to do it after all. I never thought I could get over my ex and I did it. thinking about moving to another country pushed me to the edge of a nervous breakdown and I did that too. Now every minor detail of everything I need to do stresses me the fuck out. But I kind of think I’ll be able to do them too. Ill be able to find my place in this new weird country. I’ll fall in love again. I might even orgasm :)) And it’s kind of okay If I don’t do any of these things, I forgive myself for my possible future failures.