the opposite of moderate

i have always refused to live up to the dumb blonde stereotype. i have [fully] dyed my hair for the first time in 20 years. i feel like a new woman, with a new identity. being blonde always made me feel modelesque, innocent, and special, simply because i have a gene most people don’t.

i feel powerful. no longer naive. i am strong.

the past few days i have come to accept that i am indeed, a woman. i have not always presented myself or have been treated as one. i finally am deserving of the title. i don’t avert my eyes from gazes and know my worth. i am priceless.

the past few days i have:

1. graduated college

2. went to my last therapy session

3. returned my key to the gibb lab mood disorders institute

the past few months i have:

1. volunteered at ny presbyterian hospital

2. decided what i want to do with my life

3. cleaned up after myself

the past few years:

1. i have been trying to glue myself back together

2. met the most amazing people

i have come a very long way. i am lucky. i am proud. and most of all, i am thankful.