I am proud of the woman I am becoming. I'm not quite there yet, but I can say with the utmost confidence that I will be.

This woman is strong, only not in a way that is obvious from the outside. More so, the very core of her being is unbreakable. She has been broken down enough times to have built a home within herself; one that is untouchable to those around her. Not everyone gets to see into her world.

She is sure of herself, and for that reason, she doesn't care what others think about her. She has more important things to worry about. Her scars are visible. In fact, she wears them on her sleeve and she has accepted that. Anyone who earns a place in her life admires her more for them.

While she carries the light she always has, the shift in her energy is obvious to all that know her. She no longer gives herself away for all to take. She sets boundaries and makes sure everyone knows them. She repels weak-minded people. She is highly selective of what deserves her energy.

She is both fire and ice. She sets the world around her on fire with her passion and intensity, yet all she's been through keeps an icy chill that runs through her veins. She doesn't forget what she's been through, rather she is reminded of it in all that she does.

She moves differently now. She's become rough around the edges. She's tough. She isn't naive as she once was. She doesn't open up as easily anymore. She carries her pain with grace.

She makes plenty of mistakes and owns up to them. She's self-aware of what needs improvement. She has become comfortable with the uncomfortable. She still has a lot of growing to do.

She remains a lot of a person. She is overwhelming to those who can't handle her. She speaks her mind, and is unapologetic about how she feels. Some people love this about her, and others don't. But it doesn't matter. She only attracts people who actively fight for a spot in her life. She doesn't chase anyone or anything. She values her alone time. She is her own favorite company.

This woman can't be stopped. She can get a whole room's attention in a mere four seconds. People want to hear what she has to say. She is the life of the party even when she feels like she's falling apart.

Her pain is her catalyst as she plows forward. Even when it's two steps forward and five steps back, she continues to step forward. When she falls, she gets up again, no matter the damage. Failure is her friend.

She doesn't take no for an answer. She looks adversity in the eye and gives it a wink. Her to-do lists get done. She prioritizes.

She has lost everything and has re-built herself from the ground up. She is no longer afraid of loss because she knows that her world could fall apart yet she will remain standing. She is unbreakable.

She is someone's best dream and someone else's worst nightmare. She's a passing storm on a rainy day, yet she is also the crisp air on a sunny October morning. She is powerful. She intimidates with her potential. She's the kind of woman people write books about.

This is the woman I am becoming.