Adventure?

I’m leaving my country tomorrow to study one year in Germany. The beginning of something but not the end of my depression as I thought in my denial and gullibility. I worked my ass to get there but worked so hard I don’t really know o how to rest anymore. So I am so exhausted I can’t work a kilometer and I often fall because my legs can’t carry the weight of my body. Depression is clearly distroying my physical health and the pain is hardly bearable. Because my depression got much worse I lost a friends who could not bear it.  So I am very scared about the unknown and not sure I will be well enough to stay optimistic and see this adventure as an opportunity to discover a new culture as well as knowing myself a little better. I hope I will be lucky, I hope I will find strength and learn how to live by myself and for myself. I hope you guys the best for today, even if the best is not often what we get.