Reply To: Can you miss your old fake identity?

[Hillary Samantha Jones]

My old life wasn’t fake per se, meaning that I wasn’t pretending to like the things I like (I love German industrial music and silent movies) I call it fake because I hid parts of me that would/should have been there along with the other stuff (bubbly personality, admitting I love Sex and the City, my favorite color is pink, etc). I wasn’t outright lying, but wasn’t being as authentic as I should have been. I wore a military surplus bomber’s jacket as a winter coat for many years. I loved it, but would much, much rather have been wearing a women’s grey button up coat. I love pizza and always will. I still have ADHD and am a chatter box. Not gonna change. I’m just letting out a more complete version of myself. Kind of like doing a partial re-decoration of a living room. That vase has got to go. Keep the curtains and rug, but can we get a cover for the couch? That sort of thing. I was always was me…just not 100% me. The biggest differences are going to be in some of the choices I make in how I express myself. I can now get the pink fuzzy steering wheel cover I always wanted because I’m out now…no reason to deny myself the things I want because the reason I was before is no longer relevant.