Even though this is my first time ever posting within this community, the feeling I have right now, I know too well. Name the cage(s). Fear and rejection. As I face them head on again today after so long, I aim to use them to my advantage to share a little bit about my life. As a child, I literally remember an experience that made me feel caged and that same cage also served as a form of early protection shielding me from a world much crueler than the one I had just met me since I was too young to really fly and fend for myself at the time. Say what you feel. Holding it in can be destructive to self.