What once felt like my entire life was crashing down uppon me. Later I'd call it a massive ego death. Now feels more like a profound reorganization of truth. The dissolving of what was never truly me, so that something more whole could emerge. At the time, reality itself seemed to lose shape, and all I could do was surrender to the unknown. Now, with perspective, I recognize how natural the process was. It feels much like being caught in an undertow. As a teenager, I was once