I want my old self back… but wait, is that really what I want? Maybe I want a new self. a stronger self. a more confident self. a self.
ever since I became old enough to drink I have had a title. I didn’t and still don’t really mind these titles but they can tend to take over ones identity.
My husband and I have been one of those couples who call each other “mum” and “dad” but recently I noticed my husband calling me by my first name. and I love it. I really love it. this past weekend he gave me a new nickname. “little” I love that too.
I suppose that really has nothing to do with becoming a self. it does, however, give me an identity that does not include a title. That to me is a step in the right direction.