I'm working my way to the core of myself; unearthing the years spent putting on layers - adapting other's thoughts as my own - and dirt is flying, the layers peeling away in long, flimsy remnants. I am revealing myself to myself. I'm no longer living in the confines of rules and labels, conforming to be someone who is just good enough for group think. I am living outside of those things, breaking down the actions I thought necessary. There is no title, no status when there is only me. My soul is thriving outside of the small, confined spaces I kept it slave to - to please others, to belong, to feel accepted.