Lately it's been hard for me to put what I'm feeling into words. I wouldn't call it happiness, by far, but it's also definitely not depression. More like...cautious peace. There's an edge to it, and my muscles are still taut with anxiety, but about 85% of that is just from habit.
Walking a tightrope, is what it is. Am I going to plummet, or will I finally make it to the other side?