I was told today that I’m nicer since I’ve lost weight.  After the slightly awkward silence, she clarified that she thinks that I’m happier in general and more confident and that it’s spilled over into everything.

Which has me questioning:  Was I a bitch?  Was I so unhappy and insecure that I made it so freaking OBVIOUS to the whole world? 

I can’t lie.  I’m a bit saddened that I wasted so much time being the Old Me.  And I’m so sad that Old Me wasn’t as nice a person to be around as New Me. 

I guess better late than never, huh?