I feel like these last two weeks have been some of the hardest I've ever had to deal with. I've had to convince myself that I didn't let my mom down and I've had to remind myself of what love is for me! I've learnt that it's ok to think about my mom's suffering - it's natural and I'm not yet ready to let go - and love, well, I've reminded myself it's not yet what I want, not yet what I'm interested in. I now feel somewhat free and ready to be me again. I love that life is simple yet again also and I now remember what it was like to actually be happy! I'm ready to be me!