The returning trip

 Hello,

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I'm writing this on April 11th, tomorrow I'm traveling back with my aunt and my cousin to the city where they live, I can't lie to you, I feel a little nervous and emotionally hungover, especially since I'm leaving my parents and it's the first time time in a long time when the three of us could be fine (it's just that my dad and I used to have a very strong character), but now I feel ready to go back. I'm going to adjust to living with my family and getting to know the city, which is quite big and chaotic, get a job and start saving. Life goes on. Right now I'm going to cut my hair (I was finally able to find a hairdresser after three years) and at night to pack my bags.

We are on April 14th, I am already with my family in the new city, we arrived yesterday morning, the trip was long and exhausting, I am already located in a room in my cousin's apartment. I am starting from scratch, after 5 months in which I decided to take a break to sort my head a bit, a year ago I never would have imagined that I would be doing all this, but hey... that's how it should be... what I can assure is that I have been calmer, I have been much better.

Last night I had many nightmares, one of the things I remember is that I would drink again and that it would mix with my medications and it would hurt me, I would start to feel bad and vomit, I would try to tell my parents that I wasn't feeling well but the words didn't come out of my mouth, at the end of the dream Voldemort (my ex's nickname) appeared and things became worse. I guess that dream has to do with all the feelings I ever had when I felt so alone.

I went to the market and although when leaving the house it is evident that it is a big city, due to the noise and pollution, I felt very happy to be there buying fresh food in a place so close to my house. I was learning about all the places that are nearby, one of them being the opticians because I'm thinking of changing my glasses :), coming to this city is something I've always wanted to do and it finally came true.

Today is April 15th, I am in the apartment alone, because my cousin is going to celebrate her birthday in another city, I feel calm, even when the neighbors spend their time fighting and arguing among themselves (they have very screwed up problems), the city It generates such enormous emotion in me, I feel that I belong to this place, I feel that I am going to do very well, I am with my family, life is good.

I've finished the book: do androids dream of mechanical sheep?, it's BRUTAL, I want to do the review, the problem is that I left the book with all my notes at my parents' house, I'll do my best to be able to tell you about my experience with the book.

Books: The power of the mirror. Louise Hay. 43/114.

El revolucionario Pepe Mujica. Walter Pernas. 698.

Remember that you are not alone, you have yourself. I send you a huge hug from this beautiful tropical paradise called Colombia.