Victory
I've done it. I've finally done it. I'm shaking now. I can't stop shaking.
I'd done it before, but never like that. That was something else. I felt bad before. I felt wrong. I felt guilty and ashamed. Now I feel liberated.
I wonder if the others feel this way every time.
I don't feel anxious. Well, I do, but it's a good anxiety. It's a rush. It's a high.
I fucking did it.
I win.
He's dead.
I will never forget the sound of his screams.
My first fond memory of my father.
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I have officially quit one of my jobs. This opens up new worlds of possibility. Sleep, for one. Possibly free time.