Hey Pandas, What Was The Happiest Moment In Your Life?

Christmas day of 2013. I had moved from my parents' house 3 months before but I hadn't had the chance to relax. I had postponed moving away from my abusive, toxic family because of all the bulls**t "you must humbly accept anything from your parents regardless of how they behave", and the naive hope that things would improve, if I put all my efforts and desire in it (guess what, things didn't improve). On December 25, 2013 I finally understood how it's like to sleep peacefully, and not hear screams and swears and slamming doors at 6 AM in the morning. That I don't need to tip-toe and hide for fear that my father would hear me and start yelling out of the blue. That I could use the bathroom, use the kitchen, watch TV and basically do anything like normal people do. That there was no one to yell threats and insults at me anymore. That I am finally safe and secure. That I am home. MY home.