It may have a been a big step forward. Yet it will undoubtedly lead to more questions in my mind. Questions of myself. So what. Questions lead to answers and answers bring understanding.

I've always been sure. I knew how I felt. I knew what I believed. I was the first to just say whatever I felt and not worry one bit what anyone cared.
It is an odd feeling not being the way I always was. I don't really know what to do with myself. Yet, for the first time thats ok with me. I now have someone I can be unsure with. That goofy candleholder is to blame, and I love her for it.