Through the inevitable discomfort of having to unlearn old bad habits, I had to take ownership of redefining my sense of self so that I could discover my purpose. And that meant embracing time alone, a season of complete solitude. Transforming on my own wasn’t my first choice, but it’s grown to be my most treasured. Being alone showed me that I could shed, release, and outgrow anything, including my old ways and bad habits, that didn’t serve me well. Change taught me the importance of self-autonomy, which I never quite believed I would come to know.
