Jeanie: Farewell To My Identity

I went through my closets and pulled out my prized possessions — several very expensive dress suits that I looked hot in and worked hot in. When I put one of these power suits on, it was like putting on armor. I grew. I flew. I was Power Jeanie, Secretary Extraordinaire. I swear that I could type faster, think sharper, and could toss the grammar book down the elevator shaft because my power suit was ON. People looked at me in awe — I was that good. A professional secretary with crisp lines, brain at snap attention, focus on the prize — a job well done by a super human machine. I gave them away today/ JeanieSpokane , Nuts & Nonsense. More here.

Question: Have you ever bid farewell to one identity, willingly or otherwise, as you took up another?