Getting to know us is difficult. We spend so many years in hiding that the self discovery process can become stalled. We have become such incredible experts at subterfuge and camouflage.
You can't blame others then for being surprised when we come out of hiding by then brimming with impatience from holding our breaths for so long.
Practicing this ruse cones with a price in that we don't allow ourselves the dignity to be genuine that we end up learning in mid to late life. It sometimes feels like using atrophied muscles.
I have been getting to know the woman that lives within me and I like her.
Yesterday N and I were out shopping and she quipped "I need to get something appropriate for women our age"
I reacted with a chuckle and very much appreciated the acknowledgement.