Leave your past life behind you. Slip out of the place you once held in the lives of others, shed it like so much dead skin. Slough off obligations, cut your ties.
Emerge free, and pink, and raw, into the open air. Run far away, and leave it behind you. Lay low until the redness fades from your skin, and it thickens into a proper hide, something thick enough to protect you.
Pray you never see your old skin again.