why do I care?

I have spent quite a bit of time and money on this coming weekend just so I can look and feel good in front of anyone who decides to show up at my 10 year class reunion. I sit here and think why do I care? Short answer. I don't care what they think. I care what I think and how I feel. If I can walk into a room full of the people that caused me such emotional anguish growing up and not be bitter I will be able to respect myself. If I can hold my head high and know I look good then it really doesn't matter what they think because I will have become what I need to be. Kind, loving, supportive of myself, good self image, accepting of faults.

It never was hard to see these things in others but seeing them in myself has been a long road. Helped immensely by my Honey and my coven. Its amazing what kind of help is out there if you are willing to look around and take what's offered. Generally people are much harder in themselves than anyone esle could hope to be. You are your own worst critic and all. I seek to tame that self doubt.

Final exam; Sept. 24th 6:30 Find out what you're made of.