Rebirth
I shed the version of me you loved, not to spite you— but to love myself louder.
I peeled back layers worn thin by expectation, discarded the skin that no longer fit, and stepped into the light of who I am now— unapologetic, raw, and whole.
This is not loss, but a reckoning with my own becoming. A quiet revolution beneath the surface, where I bloom in my own time, with a fierceness you never taught me to claim.
I am new. I am here. And I am more than the echoes you held on to.
G