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.