I Must Confess…truths from my school reunion
It’s time for some more confessions, revelations and truths as part of the highlight of every Monday (for me at least!), I Must Confess.
The prompt for this week is to share your shortest blog post (by word count) so feel free to take it easy this week and link up something old for some new comment love. I’ve linked up a post too, although it was hard to find something short…I’m not known for being succinct 🙂
Alternatively, you can link up your own confession in a bid to make a clean slate and start the week off right. Getting things off your chest really does make you feel better – trust me!
This week I wanted to share some truths from my 20 year school reunion.
To set the scene, here is a photo of my Year 12 self:
And my 38 year old self, complete with flattering Instagram filter (very essential!):
I must confess the following:
- I had a GREAT time. I really did enjoy myself.
- A lot of people seemed to recognise me and remarked on how little I have changed. I confess I’m torn between feeling good about that and feeling somewhat offended as I think I’ve changed a lot over the years.
- I did not recognise at least 50% of the people in attendance. Either my memory is shot or I just did not move far outside my own circle of friends!
- I had a little bit to drink which made me a little friendly at the end of the evening.
- I may have told many ex-classmates that I loved them. 😉
- I enjoyed spending time with the schoolmates that I continue to count as my lifelong friends – they have always been there for me and always will.
- I also enjoyed rekindling acquaintances with others, who in some cases, I had not seen in 20 years.
- I forgot to take any photos. Bad blogger.
- I was flattered by some lovely comments on how well I looked. I have to confess, shallow as it may be, that it’s lovely to receive compliments on my appearance given how self-conscious I felt when I was at school.
- I felt a confidence in myself that I have never felt before. For the first time I truly didn’t care what others thought of me.
I think this was the biggest truth of the night for me.
I am finally enough as I am.
As I walked into that room I realised that I didn’t need to prove myself anymore. I’m raising a family that I’m so very proud of. I’m well respected at work and good at what I do. I have great friends who have stuck by me throughout the highs and lows of life.
I’ve lived a lifetime since 1993 and I am not the same self-conscious, timid, uncertain girl I was then. I’m not even the same person who helped organise our last reunion 10 years ago. I still remember feeling a level of intimidation and fear in approaching people I would never had dared approach at school, even 10 years on.
I finally have true confidence in myself. I feel at home in my skin. I am actually proud of who I am.
Even so I was surprised that I didn’t feel any intimidation or fear or uncertainty on Saturday night. I truly enjoyed talking to everyone I had the pleasure of encountering throughout the evening. It was a great night. I felt equal to my peers.
Because I am and I always was. I just never fully believed it before.
It might have taken me many years but I’m finally confident in myself. It’s sad that it’s taken me so long to get here but I’m proud that I finally made it!
So do you have any stories of school reunions? Or tales of how you overcame yourself, in spite of yourself?
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Next week’s prompt – how do you really feel about yourself? How do you see yourself right now?
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