Tonight we had another game night. It was fun. A story came up about me though that I would not have brought up in the company I was in; someone else brought it up. I’m sure that they didn’t really approve, and they might look at me a little differently now.

It’s something that happened that I’m not really ashamed of. If anything I’m just a little disappointed that they know about it and maybe a little concerned that they were offended. But hey, that’s part of who I am. I have enough self-esteem now not to be ashamed of that. I am who I am, and I love myself. I don’t need to justify it like I would have done a few years ago.

I feel like that’s a sign of how far I’ve come. It’s one of the reasons why I’m candid in blog posts (or as candid as I feel like I can be). I used to go back and delete blog posts the day after, because maybe I had written them in the heat of some emotion I was feeling. I’ve trained myself not to do that anymore for the very reason that I shouldn’t be ashamed of who I am. For better or for worse. If someone sees a post or hears a story that makes them change their view of me, then that just means that they’re changing their view to be a little closer to who I really am.