Words are like cozy sweaters. You’ve had them so long that you don’t remember who gifted them to you, but you keep them anyway. But what happens when they no longer fit? When they feel itchy on the skin and suffocating at the neck? When they are tight around the shoulders and the seams start to tear? When you recognize that these words, were never really yours to begin with? When you figure out that these words, imprison you? In that case, We Need New Words. And we must let the other ones go.