Friendships that don't fit my life anymore have faded away, and new ones have come in.
I, too, was carrying around my own fate. All the things I couldn't know sat somewhere inside, embroidered into me-maybe not quite fixed to the point of inevitability but waiting, in any event, for a chance to unspool.
I have watched lives change. I have seen women gain confidence.
We all waited on an afterlife. Only I planned to be alive for mine.
Maintaining my dignity is so important for me.
Every day I have many choices to make about who I want to be.