

A rare moment that people on the internet don't talk about: I just got home and started crying 🙃 Today I have crossed my comfort zone once again - I was in very demanding (for me) English classes. I know it's not a big deal for many of you, but I've taken so many steps forward in recent months that I slowly feel how tired I am giving my best. I have been going to a psychologist for months, working on my behavior and on the situation that caused my trauma. I exercise regularly and go to pole dance classes. I run my own business, I take care of all formalities, ideas, contact people from many other companies. In addition, I study in the last year of my master's degree, I try to get the best grades (I kept the highest scholarship for almost the entire period of study). I try not to show it, but it's all so fucking hard for me sometimes that all I want is to shut up at home and cry ðŸ˜ðŸ™ƒ