Well...I've heard at least a thousand times in the last four years: "You need to fall in love with yourself before any one is going to fall in love with you." I think tonight as I sit on my bed and think about tomorrow which is Friday already and reflect back on the week and make a mental list of all the things yet to be accomplished it's dawned on me that I've accomplished one really big thing. I've fallen in love with myself.
I finally realized that I have become very protective of me and my time and who I am willing to spend time with. It's been a long journey here and one that will never be quite finished. Maybe it's my new shorter haircut, but I don't think that's it. I think my hair is just a byproduct of my inner transformation.
Tonight I feel good. I feel good and complete despite the fact there's no man propped up beside in bed. I feel like I have accomplished something. Not quite sure what it is yet, but I know I feel quite good.