I look up. The outer door of the asylum is in front of me, still closed. I take a deep breath. Last night I didn't sleep, thinking till two in the morning. My hands tremble. I look sideways. My sister stands next to me. My angel who always kept calling for me. All the time I was lost in the darkness. All the time I was drowning in deep waters. She is holding her bag in her hand and the moment she notices my gaze, she looks over. Smiles reassuring. It will be alright, her gaze tells me. I look back to the door. It was always closed. I turn around. Let my gaze wander over the courtyard of the asylum one last time. It's a nice courtyard. The trees are a deep shade of green and all of the flowers are in full bloom. I'm scared. For all full year this has been my home. I kept running and inside these walls I was safe. But now it's time to move on. It's time to make things right. No longer will my fears be my enemy. My thoughts will no longer kill my mind. I know what I need to do. I turn around. Face the door again. I'm still scared. But it will be alright. My scars won't play the melody anymore. I won't be a puppet dancing to it anymore. It's time to move on. I'm done hiding from the world. Done hiding from everything that is meant to be. I will face it. I'm scared, but I can move on. After all, I'm still breathing. Still alive. That alone is enough proof, that I can go on. I put my hands on the door. Once I open this door and step through it, it will be the last time. I won't return back here anymore. My hands tremble. My heart drums in my chest. I try to calm myself. Close my eyes. Take another deep breath. In…and Out. I open my eyes again, my gaze determined. Look over the door. Then I push it open. The light blinds me for a moment. Then I take a step forward. Outside. I won't hestitaded anymore. I'm ready for thee unknown.