This post is for those who have lost my trust:
It may be a long time before we meet again, but never fear. We will meet again. And when we do, I want you to take a good look at me. You may have trouble recognizing me, not because I have changed my hair, or because I dress differently, but because I am not who you think I am. Indeed, you will not recognize me precisely for the fact that I am no longer trying to be who you want me to be. I will finally be myself. I will walk the way I am meant to walk, I will act the way I am meant to act, I will speak the things I am meant to speak. And you won’t know how to handle that. I’m sorry that you won’t because the real me is amazing and it’s a shame you won’t be able to realize that. And this time, it’s your loss that you won’t, not mine, because I am already doing all I can and that’s enough.
So, when we meet, take that good look. And then keep on walking.