I got a haircut today and while the stylist babbled about the Olympics, I watched myself in the mirror.

I can look at myself. I can look at myself.

I've made some pretty awesome changes over the last few months. They're all coming together in a great way.

Adam fell in love with me before any of this ever happened. He always looked at me with an admiring, loving, affectionate eye. I cannot ever thank him enough for that.