We all have some sort of title or titles; sister, brother, dad, mom, wife, boss, etc. To some extent, we are that title, but it shouldn't make us who we are. For a long time, I didn't feel like I had a real identity; I was a title. The last five months have changed my life; I went from being a wife, living with her husband to a soon-to-be divorcee living on her own. I got my own place, got a job a month after that and now I've been steadily working and being on my own. Life changes every moment; sometimes it's a slight change and sometimes, it's much more than you could imagine. Though it was hard to leave the life I had, I feel like I've grown so much as a person since then. I was forced, in a way, to discover who I really was. I wasn't just a "wife," or a "step-mother;" I was a person. I was happy to be those things, but I was hiding behind the titles so as not to discover myself. I believe that there are many people out there like that. You become this other "thing," and sometimes, you lose sight of who you are as an individual. I still have a long way to go in my discovery, but I feel like I'm a lot closer than I was. I don't have anywhere to hide and that makes me scared in a way, but also grateful.


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