Chapter 33

|\Birth/| The beginning or coming into existence of something.

In more ways than one, this word resonates both within and around. The talk of labor and preparation a reoccurring theme amongst conversation and content - myself and those within my circle come across and speak of.

It’s been a long journey to get to this point, the mindset not the physical. To uncover and dive deep within and see the me that was ignored, the me that was stifled, the me that was made to feel she lacked importance, her strength was rebellion, her personality flawed, her quirks off.

Thank you Chantai for seeing me, thank you Adriana for seeing me, thank you  Charlene for seeing me. Thank you all for standing by me. Thank you for asking me the hard questions. Thank you for challenging  me. Thank you for being a safe space. Thank you for being the ear to hear my rants, thank you for accepting me at my worse. For holding my hand when I was in the dark. For the silent company as to not drown out my voice as it called me back to my beginnings.

The me that remains without all the titles, the me that is worthy without any material value. The me that needs no justification to be loved and honored. The me that is both dark and light. Both a storm and the calm. Both emotional and level headed.

Thank you for holding out hope that I would find you, the me before other voices took precedence over my own.

This isn’t the rebirth, it is a realization that I was never not enough, I was always deserving and for me to walk in that knowledge.

This is a declaration of my self love. The love I deserved from the start without guilt for doing so. It may of taken 33 years but I’m here. With tears of joy because I’m so damn proud to of gotten here.