Seems I was walking in the wrong direction I barely recognized my own reflection

I feel like Me again. I feel comfortable in my skin. And I am proud of who I am and the accomplishments I have.

It may seem like this is coming out of left field, but I assure you it is not. I had an amazing night out with a friend. We literally sat there and just talked for hours. I can't tell you how much I actually needed that. (No offense to my roommate/best friend who listens to me all the time-she is one of the best listeners ever) I just needed to sit down with someone else and just converse like an adult.

I've felt like screaming for quite some time now, because I knew that I just needed to talk-to someone, to anyone. And tonight, FINALLY, I did. We talked about the past year; the steps and the trials, the mistakes and the triumphs, the sadness and the joy. It was therapeutic, it was cleansing, it was exactly what I needed. For almost 4 hours we sat and just talked about nothing, about everything, and all the silly things in between.

A lot has transpired since I took out my endowments. I had some steps backwards, but I really don't think I should call them that-because they sprung me forward and helped me grow. I'm content with myself, I recognize myself, and as far as I can tell I'm walking in the right direction.