Lifting the Rock

It's funny how you don't see yourself grow, it just kinda happens.

haha--I don't mean grow inches-wise, but grow inner-strength-wise.

I am so much stronger and confident than I ever was before. I still have a lot to work on, I still have insecurites that eat away at me, of course. That's pretty normal, I believe.

There used to be a 2 TON rock I used to hide under, a means to being shy and staying shy. Slowly, I've been able to lift that rock and gain muscles while at it (well, if you could lift a 2 ton rock, you WOULD gain muscles). This rock has forever been barricading me--cause that's what shyness is, a baracade from outside contact, a sort of shield from the real you. Well, I'm removing that rock, and becoming stronger. It's a good feeling to know that eventually I'll be able to fling that rock into the ocean and wave goodbye to it forever.

So that's my rock/shyness/gaining confidence meatphor for ya. Did ya like it? Somewhat? Ok, I'll take that.

And by the way, today has been better than the rest of my week. Eh, you have your good weeks and you have your bad weeks. That's what life's about, taking the good with the bad and other over-used cliches like that. If I didn't have crappy days, I wouldn't enjoy the great days. I think most of you would agree with that.