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Every word I write is a step closer to the truth, a breadcrumb on the trail back to the self I’ve always been, but never fully allowed to become. Writing, I have learned, is not just an act of creation. It is an act of becoming .

Why didn’t I have enough courage to publish until a few months ago? Why did I avoid the only calling I’ve ever had: writing? For years, fear held me back – fear of judgment, of not being good enough, of exposing my vulnerability to the world. Writing, my truest form of expression, felt too raw, too personal to share with others. I feared my words... See more