I ended the day with a little less pressure in my chest

Dear Delyara, That’s the best thing I can say tonight. Not joy. Not clarity. Not some huge breakthrough. Just slightly less pressure. I don’t know exactly what helped. Maybe the walk. Maybe writing. Maybe the fact that no one needed anything from me for an hour. Maybe the way the room looked once I turned the main light off. Maybe the relief of admitting that the day had been heavier than I kept calling it. Whatever it was, I feel a little less hunted by my own thoughts tonight. For now, that feels like enoug