This morning I accidentally caught my reflection in the mirror before I put my dress on. I have to say, any guy that does not want a piece of me is a fucking idiot. I am finally in a happy place in myself and it shows.
A colleague told me yesterday that I was "glowing" and the barista this morning described me as "glamourous". When I went for a walk last night I was whistled at. While all of this is flattering, it is the way I feel that matters. I have a contentment I didn't previously possess. I feel grounded and strong. I like it!
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