An A-Ha Moment...

Here lately I've been accused or advised that my newly found good health thru weight loss surgery is "just a phase"...  I'm feeling good about myself because of how much better people now treat me.  

The Truth Is.. I really don't like how some people treat me now.

Actually I despise how some people now treat me after weight loss surgery.   Most of the ones I don't like are the people who knew me when I was heavier and unhealthy.   They didn't give me the time of day back then - I was always treated differently (often experienced straight up meanness and it was done so with disregard).  Many used me to excel,  treated me like an outcast.     Now those same folk are calling my phone, wanting to go out, asking for advice, and attempting to include me in their lives...    

Well let me say to those persons "You can't fool me?  I See You.."      Humph.  :-/

I've learned that my transformation hasn't been about Becoming Someone New at all...

Its about revealing who I was scared to be all along.

I always admired certain women who had a 'quiet'  freedom... The woman who wears no bra because she can and looks phenomenal while doing it,  That girl who decides to feel comfortable in short-shorts even when her body isn't a size 0 or 2,   or the fabulous lady who is unapologetically social and has that 'glow' about her when she walks into a room ...

I've been her...   I am her...   She IS Me. 

Just there beneath the surface quietly waiting for me to discover her.   I look at her in her eyes thru my reflection in the mirror -  Yep, She's There.

Becoming... Gracefully,  Unapologetically,  Waiting for me to go and live 'that' life - Glowingly

 

Signed,

Quiet and Free in Harlem... and Beyond...   while Becoming