I Am the Tower ( MARs) A Personal Reflection on Reclaiming Myself There was a time I thought I needed saving, that someone, anyone, would come and lift me from the weight of my own life. I waited. I hoped. But in the silence and absence of rescue, I found something else: myself. I used to call a place "home," but it doesn’t feel like mine anymore. Maybe it never was. Or maybe I outgrew it, the way storms outgrow the sea. It was during a time of great stillness, maybe even darkness, that I realized what I once clung to for safety was holding me back.