Not at all, I expected to continue to survive, instead I'm starting to live. I never really had the job of my dreams, and honestly thought I would never have it, yet here I am. Working with great people, doing what I dreamt of doing when I was a kid.

I did expect to get better with my mental health, though, but there's something I'm surely missing because I'm still disassociated for the most part of the day. I know it'll get better, I just don't want to lose my progress over something I'm overlooking.