I just realized today that I’ve lived all my life in someone else’s space. Renting a room in some one else’s home, a marriage confined to someone else’s ideas, inside the walls of a body that still isn’t quite mine. But that ends today. The rented room may take a little time, but today I will reclaim myself.
Mom and Dad, my four sisters: I give myself to you as your only brother and son. If that is what keeps us together.
But to the rest of the world, that “son” claims herself today.
I am Ellee. I am woman. Take me or leave me. I am mine. And I am enough.