I'm just as suprised as you.

I feel like I'm coming out of darkness I thought was impenetrable. I feel untouchable. I feel like the old Sam is coming back - the Sam that doesn't care what anyone thinks of her, the old Sam who is not worrying or nervous.

I still hate. But that hate is mine and not theirs. I take it and I put it into everything I do. I stand alone but am no longer lonely.

I'm getting out of here. I'm leaving this behind.