It’s been a hard and lonely world out there. So much death. So much…..human. Human meaning you learn what’s real about people. How their true nature is exposed in the toughest of times. I thought I was weak but I’ve managed such strength in dire straits. My time in captivity has been such a memory that it doesn’t even feel like mine anymore. The triggers….they are still there but everything else is fleeting. I’m renewed in death. Alive in life. And have completely become something different. I love this world.