03/03/2026
I did not break.
I transformed.
The version of me that tolerated disrespect…
that overextended…
that shrank to make others comfortable…
is finished.
Buried with this ceremony.
I am no longer negotiating with my potential.
I am no longer asking for permission.
I am no longer carrying what was never meant for me.
Some people will say I’ve changed.
Good.
Steel changes in fire.
Pressure creates diamonds.
And silence builds empires.
If you cannot grow with me,
you will watch me.
This isn’t revenge.
This isn’t emotion.
This is evolution.
The old me survived.
The new me conquers.
RiteOfPassing
