Together we can take comfort in the slow progression of our becoming. I feel as if I can say goodbye to the person I was before. I’ll thank her for her time but bid her farewell; let her incessant unease find a resting place. I’ll light a match to my self-doubt and begin to shed my insecurities. I can feel myself becoming lighter with every layer that falls off. The world doesn’t feel quite as heavy as it did yesterday. My steps are becoming softer.