I’m the same as I always was, supposedly. I was both comforted and amused at that comment.
I feel like such a different person now, but I know that at heart I’ve always been the same. Years pass, lives are lived, good times come and go, occasionally bad times turn up unannounced and spoil the party before leaving in a huff, and I’m still me.
It was good, perhaps even a little therapeutic, seeing a face from my past, because I did change, in the middle, I changed. I learned, I came full circle and now I’m as comfortable with myself as I was back then, but with none of the teenage neuroses (well, OK a few).
I like being me, the same old me, no pretences, no boundaries, no suppressions, no hiding, the same… but different 
March 27, 2008 at 4:49 pm
Good for you! It seems that all too often people are forever trying to change or reinvent themselves only to end up no different. xx
March 27, 2008 at 5:03 pm
Well done you. I’d have taken it as an insult to my personal hygiene.
March 28, 2008 at 6:23 pm
very strong of you PP!!! I am so proud of you for being proud of yourself! And if I must say so myself………..i quiet like you! Changed or not!
April 1, 2008 at 8:11 am
Evolved. Grown. Wiser perhaps? A little more worldly but always you.
The same but different.
April 1, 2008 at 8:48 am
thanks various lovely people