Protecting my identity
I knew I needed to shield myself, avoiding any direct connection. No names, no traces – just silence and caution. The risks were enormous, but the barriers I erected were my invisible armor. I didn’t want my name to come up just yet. Back at my desk, enveloped by the noise of the office, I waited quietly, wondering what might happen next.
Protecting My Identity
Feeling a sense of relief
When I got home, a weight came off my shoulders. Having taken action brought me a sense of relief that I hadn’t felt for a long time. The process wasn’t complete, but for now I could breathe more lightly. The walls reflected my sighs, laden with promises of a clearer tomorrow. With a calm mind, I began to prepare myself for the next steps that would inevitably come.
Feeling A Sense Of Relief
