Best part: getting comfortable in my own skin. I find I might even like myself. Odd I've never considered that before; guess I was too busy.

I think I need to clarify what I meant by this comment, which I sent BY TEXT! last night. (So glad it's working again.)

I wasn't saying I didn't like myself. I was saying that I was so busy doing, working, sleeping, raising family, paying bills, worrying about paying bills, that I never really considered me, in the midst of all that. I never really considered who I was or what I wanted. It was secondary to the task at hand which was, basically, surviving and keeping the family in food, clothes and shelter.

It wasn't that I didn't like me. It was just that there wasn't really time to think about it. That's all I meant.