I told him

This wasn't the hardest thing that I have ever done. Not even close. And yes it would have been so much easier to run and hide and fade. Stupid therapy. I feel like I'm becoming whole. I want to cry from joy but more importantly I want to continue trying to live this life. 

It is such a curious place though. So precarious. If I'm being honest, she is back. I thought she had left for good but she hasn't. She is knocking at the door. politely. Like: Hey, I'm here if you need me. But at least she is not demanding to be let inside. I think though, that she is distracted building me a coffin.