I did a lot of reflecting prior to the Somatic session earlier this week, and I had some of this worked out because of that, but today I actually got through the worksheet. Through all of that, I have realized something I've been carrying since I was twelve: the belief that I need to be small and invisible so everyone else's needs can come first. I built my whole life around taking up less space. But I'm a writer, a creator. My entire calling requires me to be visible. Today I named the old identity, and I'm choosing a new one. The table has room for me. I always belonged there.