I'm not who I used to be. In many ways to be honest. I've grown, matured, and found myself.
I've learned that having a completely straight leg in a dancers pose during yoga doesn't make me perfect so I'll appreciate the growth and take pride in that crook in my leg.
I'm comfortable in my own skin and have come to accept the many idiosyncrasies I encompass that I once referred to as weird.
Awkward black girl. Who's an introvert and will be the quietest girl in the room because she has to observe. Who is obsessed with pandas and loves kisses in threes. Who always reads the last sentence of a book first and appreciates a hand written card. Who over analyzes everything and doesn't believe in pizza without beer. Who doesn't know how to be sexy and will blank stare you into tomorrow. Who's happy in her bubble with a glass of red wine and her yoga mat.
She learned how to love her. So when she says "I'm not who I used to be", know that it's because she's better:)
Be awesomely amazing,
xo Vanessa Michele