You don’t tell me who I am. I tell you who I am. Just because it confuses you, irritates you, angers you, doesn’t mean it isn’t me. Finally at a point where I am done accepting labels put on me. Just because I easily fit into that box doesn’t mean I deserve to be put in it. My true authentic self doesn’t belong in that box. I didn’t “change” I became comfortable. Maybe what we went through catapulted me into self awareness - maybe it taught me to stop settling for what I didn’t want.. You have no right to tell me or other people who I am. So unbelievably happy with my partner despite the violent energy some people have been throwing our way.