In a few days, I will be starting my new life.
A different country, far away from this one.
I regret not having been able to mend broken friendships, tell them goodbye.
It is hard letting go of friendships that once meant so much to me.
Even a polar bear needs friends.
A life alone is a life without joy.
Even the arctic couldnt fix that, as awesome as it was.
I have seen so much of the world, hiked incredible landscapes, but in the end it was just an attempt to run away from the social isolation I experienced.
My new life will be better.
Maybe this time around, I will even be able to be myself. I will be Essbee the polar bear.
I'm not looking back anymore.
A life lived in the past is a life wasted.