It’s easy to believe that who we were born as, what we were born as, is who we are forever. I’ve spent many years saying that it’s hard for me to trust myself, and it’s because once I let that part of me go, the part that held onto the beliefs about my body and what I was capable of, it wasn’t an easy thing. Liberating at first, sure, but killing the person who you were for so long comes with a whole lot of questions about who the hell to be now.