I did something the other day that I kind of couldn’t believe I did. I was sort of hovering above my body watching myself call someone out on his bullshit. Observing myself do this, an inner voice was nodding and smiling. “There she is. Truth-teller T.” In that moment, I had seemingly shed the quiet and calm, polite and poised skin I had been wearing. Exposed instead was a boundary-setting, bold and brazen self. One that stood in reverence of her deepest feelings. One who felt a magical clicking into place. Like, yes, we’re here.

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