In exactly three weeks it is a year since I moved here.
It has been an interesting year, a steep learning curve.
It has been a year where I have sometimes felt sad, scared, tired, melancholy, angry, lonely. But it has mostly been a year where I have felt happy, content, stable, secure. I think it is the first year where I can say for sure I have not suffered from depression or the extreme moodswings which has been my staple. I hope that means I am free. I am sometimes scared, but since I by now am starting to learn how much I can actually deal with, the fear is lessening.
I am proving capable to live my own life. That is very satisfying.