Listening to the Heavy Rain Against the Glass and Realizing I Am Safely at Home

Dear Delyara, It is a wild, stormy Sunday night in London, the rain is lashing against my bedroom window in sheets, and I have absolutely nowhere to be and no one to answer to. In the past, an empty evening like this would have sent me into a spiral of intense loneliness, forcing me to turn on the television just to have human voices filling the silence. Tonight, I am sitting in the quiet with a single candle lit, listening to the weather, and I am completely, utterly at peace. I don't feel empty; I feel full. I have spent years running away from my own mind, but tonight, I realized that I have finally built a sanctuary within myself. I am no longer scared of the quiet. I am finally my own best friend.