Grown up.

Or, getting there anyway.

Creativity makes me really happy. Being artistic is what I aspire to every single day, and because of that I tend to get really down on myself for not being talented/creative enough. Really, I have nothing to worry about.

This quote makes me so happy:

Lately I've felt like my happiness has been hanging by a thread. If I wasn't the sort of person that I am I probably would be telling myself that I'm suffering from depression and go get some drug to help out... I'm glad I'm not that sort of person! Because, being the sort of person that I am, I've figured out (or, I think I've figured out) what has been getting me down lately. Super exciting, I know. 

I haven't been myself lately at all. 

And yep, as much as I hate to admit it, I've just been trying to impress people.  Hoping desperately that if I do everything that I think they'll like, they'll like me oh so much more. 

Yeah... it didn't happen. 

I haven't been myself in ages and ages.

Tonight? Victory! 

I went for coffee with one of the pastors and his wife from TXC, two people who I really don't know at all. I didn't notice it until later when I was driving home, but... I WAS MYSELF THE WHOLE TIME! 

This is kind of funny, but I judged it partially on the way that I laughed. It was Amy's laugh... not one of the many that I seem to pick up from everyone around me. 

I can see myself growing up like crazy... It's fabulous.