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I'm so excited I can hardly breathe.

It's hard to believe that, somewhere out there, people like me are resisting. It seems so hopeless, yet I can't help but feel hopeful.

They are so powerful, and we are so weak, but at least we have our spirit, at least they haven't crushed us so totally that we don't even have the will to resist. Of course, not much has changed where I am, but at least the deletions have stopped for the time being. I'm so thankful, I have lost my family, and many friends. (I assume so, at least) Maybe, all of this is coming to an end. Maybe the resistance is a sign that we will soon be freed from this awful place. I sure hope so.

It's kind of disappointing that, in that case, this journal will become irrelevant. However, I am more than happy to give this up if it means freedom.

I have to go now, people are calling me. I hope this is the last time I ever have to write in this journal. Goodbye.