Coming Out (Written 2023/01/19)

I came out today. It felt like falling.
The pillar I built beneath myself, pushing myself forward fell below me.
It stung, a cut against salted pavement.
The weight of the path ahead of me lightened on my shoulders as I fell.
Freedom in suffering.
The path I walk becomes less lonely.
The words burn against my skin.
All in good intention, I see.
I continue to be.