I was talking to my new friend, Vinny, yesterday. I said "you know, a girl can feel good about herself, but it doesn't seem real until a guy says it to her."
You see, I kindasorta had a *mumbles*date*mumbles* last night. It was a happy hour with coworkers (both his and mine). I was so friggin nervous... absolutely out of practice. And I turned to my twitter friends & fashionistas to help me portray "I like you" without too much "I haven't done this in 8 years." Everyone came to the rescue... especially Vinny.
We decided on jeans & a tank top. I wore my glasses (I usually wear contacts), and minimal makeup. We both play on the same softball team, so he's only seen me in my athletic outfits, cleats, hats, pony tails.... and sweat. He's seen me run. He's seen me bend over. So he's seen me at my grossest, but also at my most awesomely capable (I'm a fantastic softball pitcher).
I won't divulge any details (a girl's gotta keep some things to herself), but suffice it to say, I'm grinning like an idiot today.
For so long I didn't feel good about myself. For so long I made it hard for anyone else to feel good about me. As I'm feeling better about myself, and about my own value, I'm letting other people in. I'm letting them love me just a little bit more. That and I'm loving everyone else so much more. It's become so important to me to tell the people I truly love that they are important to me. And because I'm feeling good about myself, when I share my love, the love I have for my friends and family really comes from a healthy, sincere place.