I'm making do. It sounds a little negative, but I prefer to be honest instead of trying to dress things up.

The best way to describe it is that I can breathe more easily. At least I'm not suffocating.

[Because being monitored from the time she was "made" or born into this world was unrelentingly oppressive especially when she was born with the innate sense that she was not all right, not completely natural. Ai just needed space. She needs time to see where life would take her.]

If I wasn't where I am now, I don't think I would have the chance to meet you.