The sweet scent of hyacinth filled the air as I drove by my old haunts tonight. Yes; drove. I'm driving again.

Amazing, isn't it?

Lots of things have been going on in my life; lots of changes. I've always loved the smell of hyacinth flowers, but tonight they brought back memories. Many memories of nights filled with tears, nights I went for long walks with no desire to return home, nights filled with harsh words, regrets and loneliness.

So much has changed in the last two years. I no longer hate the place I live, the person I'm with or the things I have to do on a daily basis. Funny, but when I was in the situation I couldn't see a way out or a better way to live. Now that I'm away from all the hurtful words and controlling binds I'm happier than I ever knew was possible.

The antidepressants help, sure, but it's not just them. It's my life. My life is happier, more fulfilling. The guy I'm with doesn't demand that I serve him, he doesn't demand that I do anything that I don't want to do.

He accepts me for who I am.

It scares the hell out of me but it also comforts me. It's nice to know that no matter where I go I have someone I can talk to, someone who won't judge me but will rather take me as I am and support the decisions I make.

So I'm getting my life in order because I think this is the one.