The Necessary Dissolution Right now, someone reading this is in the midst of falling apart. Not breaking down but breaking open. Not failing but transforming. You know who you are. The old ways stopped working. The familiar thoughts feel foreign. The reliable strategies became unreliable. You can't go back to who you were, but you can't yet see who you're becoming. You're suspended between forms, dissolved between states, liquified between identities. This isn't your crisis.