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25 years gone - where did it go?
A few of my former classmates are gathering for a reunion event at the end of June. I'm debating whether or not I want to go.
One - with work and school, it's hard for me to really get away right now
Two - I wasn't exactly one of the pretty, popular girls. Most of my high school memories are far from fond. There weren't very many I was close to. You know the kid hanging out in the library? Yeah, that was me.
Today, I'm comfortable in my skin for the most part! I embrace the fact that I am different - it's part of who I am. I don't think I could ever be happy with a "normal" life.
Still, I have close friends, an amazing family, a decent job I think I do fairly well in, and a wonderful daughter. I've done things and been places that are somewhat out of the norm for most people. Even my jobs have been unique (sperm bank, anyone?)
So why am I hemming and hawing about going? I think 25 year old insecurities are rearing their head. Still not pretty. Still not slender. Still rough around the edges. Never have quite gotten the polished thing to work for me.
Do I want to go? I'm not sure. Maybe. Maybe not. Still trying to decide.