I wanted freedom so badly, and now that I have it, I do not know what to do with my life. I got the job I prayed for, but somehow I feel emptier than before. I am doing everything right on paper, but inside I feel completely lost. I look happy in every photo, but I have not felt okay in months. My parents trust me so much. If they knew the truth about my life right now, everything would break. I smile through everything because I do not know how to explain how heavy life feels lately. I moved to a new city to start over, but my old fears came with me. Maybe writing this here will help me breathe.