Gesturing with her hands, fingers poised to
Orchestra the perfect string of words, composing
Her sentiments, “Just ever since, I’ve begun to feel
Okay with myself.” A pause, suspended self doubt on a
Tenuous note, she continues, “sometimes I still feel lonely,
But the dichotomy of that versus
Just being myself – by myself – I’m okay with that now.”
‘Does that make sense?’ It was a
Rhetorical question as she spoke inside
Her head, but she smiled and agreed anyhow.