i have a bad habit of getting down on myself. i beat me up when i am not perfect. i've always felt pressure to be perfect... it's self-imposed but, i tend to blame others for it. it's not right.
it's so comforting to know... i don't have to be perfect. i can be flawed and loved all at the same time. it's relieving. it's soft and gratifying. i can make a mistake and have it be forgiven. the hardest part is... forgiving myself. i'll get there. i will. it's also awesome to know that when i'm most appreciated when i am myself.
when i am me, i'm happy.
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