Another Step

And I find I like how I am becoming

Because I am still me--

I still love, I still perform, I still find life fascinating

But I am no longer so obsessed with being what someone else needs

Someone who doesn't speak her mind for fear of being wrong

I am no longer terrified of making a bad first impression

Because I do not need to be liked by everyone--

My worth is not so dependent upon how the stranger I ran into at the store saw me.

Every day I take another step toward who I will be

And sometimes it is still a little scary

Because I want to like who I am--

I want to be someone I am proud of becoming

But I am learning that it's okay to change 

To grow and love and break and repeat the process.

I am no longer worried that I will regret who I am

Because as long as I am still myself--

In every way, in every word--I will be okay.