I have been redefining myself as long as I can remember.

I have always been pretty good at picking up on whatever others wanted me to be, but somewhere along the line, the lines blurred. I got better at being her than being me.

At this point, I am not even sure I know where she ends and I begin. How much of what I know about myself do I really know about myself?

That’s what I aim to find out. I’m taking this year for me.

A year of celibacy to kick start a future of self-defined sexual sobriety.

For the next 12 months, I’m giving myself the attention and focus I usually reserve for whatever man or relationship I’m pursuing.

Wish me luck!