I have never gotten to this part. Usually I would have turned away with fear. I would have done something to self-sabotage or to distract from the focus. Something has changed, as if I had moved beyond my usual gravitational wheel.

Instead of pulling the hand break, I ran charging through my inner tormoil. Screaming so loud in silence, I would not let it happen again. I would break-free from patterns that kept me trapped.

Somehow magically I had to decide if this time I would walk out? I spent years crawling pretending that I was not good enough. Or perhaps I was convinced that I was not strong enough. One day enough became enough and then I was unstuck.