
Labels.
They can empower us or pull us down. Just because a label fit you before doesn’t mean it fits you now.
I am a RUNNER.
I am on a DIET.
I read CHILDREN’S LIT (and like it!)
I used to look at runners in awe and disbelief. Why would anyone in their right mind run? Scary Bear … Run Like Hell. For fun? Not so much. I would pass a runner by in my car, and wonder why? What would possess a person to get all sweaty and run?
Now that I wear the label of runner, I get it. I understand that high, the sense of empowerment and the pure energy one feels during and after a run. It was a life lesson. If you do not understand it, try it.
I used to not work out everyday.
I used to snack.
I used to be able to eat almost anything and be alright.
Now … I have different labels that match where I am right now. It is hard to shed the old labels. Sometimes it is hard to believe in change. I work out everyday. I may not look it (yet), but I am a fit woman. I am strong.
I used to make excuses for who I am. I would get embarrassed that I liked certain books, or genres. I would poke fun at myself for liking the works of Joss Whedon (think Buffy), that I collect dolls, knit and would rather spend the night in reading than out at a club.
As nerdy as all those things are. The grand total make me. I am a creative soul, that likes to play lego, My Little Pony, video games, colour and sing songs in the rain with my kids. As an adult I like a little fantasy in my Middle Earth, there is room for fairies, hobbits, Ents and magic.
We all have labels.
Do you have any labels that do not fit anymore but keep hanging around?
How do you shed the negative or the old labels?
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