Watershed

I've been doing some thinking. A lot of thinking. There have been a lot of things to think about.

And then when I was done with the thinking, I did some deciding. That part turned out to be easy in the end. I reached a turning point  -  last night, actually. It's time to move on, and leave behind what's holding me down.

I said I was not waving, but drowning. Further out than everyone thought. I should have added that I was drowning because I was being pulled under by a person I was trying to save.

All I have to do is decide to swim away. Not a hundred miles away, just beyond arm's stretch. A few strokes will do it. And already my head is free and I can breathe again.

Meanwhile, there's inner re-branding going on.  I'm not going to be Hard To Love any more. I'm going to be adorable, gorgeous, sexy, warm and fun to be with. How's that for a start?

Happy birthday to me. Here endeth the Period of Bridget.