I stood in front of the door, wondering what happened behind it – right now. I couldn’t believe that I actually went here.
It’s like moving backwards instead of moving forward. Leaving it behind was my goal and now I am standing here, too scared to go in, too scared to go back home. I am so stupid. Okay. Concentrate again. Why was I here? To overcome it. To overcome the fear that killed me the last months. Okay back to the current moment. The door, an old blueish one, seems to watch me. I was nervous but I couldn’t leave now, I came too far. One last deep breath and my hand moved to the door. Slowly, then all at once. I saw my hand knocking on the door in front of me. My fingers were shaking, my eyes watched the door which opened slowly.
I did it.