My New Year's Resolution.

I’ve made my decision. I’m finally going to do it.
My new year’s resolution – and it’s a biggy. OK – relax. Stay strong.
I am! COMING! OUT! OF THE CLOSET! FOR GOOD!
God, even saying it feels good! A weight’s lifted off my chest and I can finally breathe. Breathe!
I mean, maybe the children will be upset – but they’re growing up, growing away. It’s MY time now.
I've made my decision, and I’m sticking to it.
The closet can’t hold me any more.
I’m moving under the bed. The closet’s too small – my tail sticks out.