When I spent the night at the hotel by myself, I must admit it was one of the most relaxing days of my life. It felt wonderful not to have to think about anything — about looking after the needs of people, and just plain having time to myself. The solitude was quite rejuvenating. I didn’t have to worry about anyone, nor was I disturbed by anyone.
So yes, I really need to move out. I don’t know when, but I have to. And soon. Or else I’m going to be eaten up by bitterness again.