"She is gone!" I'm sorry! "I'm sorry Ashley... She GONE!" NO! I cried out; please Chas, "No!, No!, No!" Please Chas, "No!"It was then; at that moment I knew I had to shift.I could see my Mom's frustrated face began to brighten up, as we rode down the freeway. All six of us sat in the front row of the car. It put a smile on my face, glancing over at her, eyeing the braids that lifted and flowed in the summer breeze as she drove.No! Ashley. No! My mom yelled out as I was uncovering what I had been hiding for 7 months.I stood on that stage ready to relieve the reality of my life, only to find myself standing there with the mic in my hand. I started to sweat, grasping the microphone in motion, twirling it, implying that I was nervous and didn't know where to begin. At some point in your life, you have to tell yourself to "Shut Up!" Unlearn old habits, thoughts, and sensibility or you will find yourself stuck, stagnated in the beliefs of others and will sabotage yourself.