I hadn’t realized it, not until that very moment, how much anger and stress and pressure I’d been holding onto. Not even like I’d been drowning under the weight of it, but like I’d been clinging to it as if it were the lifeline keeping me afloat. It was like I had to be angry, to be focused, to have my guard up every second of every day — otherwise, I’d go under. But tonight, I felt as if I were floating on the surface, the waves cradling me and taking me with the current. And I wasn’t scared. I was liberated.
