This last sheet of paper in my hand holds the weight of its purpose. All the others before it which served to make the specifics known and the path unambiguous are now pointing to this one.
This space in front of me has authored my emancipation. Freely it has given of itself to pardon my condemned sentencing of a loveless life and a shackled spirit. This paper lays bare all my desires, components of who I want to be.
Effortlessly the journey is mapped out, stretched across the borders of this space yet, boundless with possibilities.
I move forward, signing in agreement, pledging co-creation and, daring to be authentically, unapologetically, me.