A Riff on Losing my Sweetness & COMING ALIVE

I used to think coming alive would make me more sweet. But I was wrong. 

Instead...
It has made my laugh deeper, my cry more intense, and my NO a lot more common. 

It has made me more real. 


The old me would NEVER drop an f-bomb. Me today, well yea that's a thing. Because I've let go of sweetness and expectation and embraced who I am: sweet, sassy, fun, human. A person with emotions and good days and bad. 
So no, I'm not your candy coated bubble-gum-gal anymore. I'm a lot more like 75% dark chocolate. And that sh*t's good for you. 


What I'm trying to say: To come alive means to be who you are, fully. With grace and love and acceptance. The sweet parts, and the bitter.

And guess what?? That sh*t's good for people. 

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