I’m a daughter, a sister and an aunt. I’m happily married and I am recently a new mother. I’m an introvert but still social. I love to laugh a lot and I cry at the drop of a hat. My absolute favorite emotion is laughter through tears. Sometimes it feels so good to cry and then laugh as hard as I can. I’d prefer to spend time alone but sometimes I’m lonely. I’m indecisive and I procrastinate. I’m a daydreamer. I have a dozen different crafty hobbies that I don’t want to define, don’t want to give up, and don’t want to admit that I’m not good at keeping up with crafty hobbies. I’ve worn glasses my entire life and can’t leave the house without them. My hair has a curled will of its own. I’ve been compared to an onion which only sheds a layer when comfortable.
I am not completely defined by a list of things but I would most importantly describe myself as someone who is generally pretty happy. It has taken me 20+ years to really feel comfortable in my own skin. It was only after reading about feminism a decade ago that I finally let go of constantly judging myself. Slowly, over a long period of time, my inner voice changed from belittlement to empowerment. I’m not sure exactly when the switch occurred but I think for me, becoming a mother had something to do with it.