I have decided... I have a need to make other people happy. It makes me feel good to please others. I have seen this as a flaw in the past. I've seen it as something I need to change. Maybe I don't? Maybe, it's part of my character. Maybe it's something other people have to accept. Maybe it's something I have to accept..?

As I age, there are so many things about me that could be better... but, I can never be perfect, right? So, I have to stop trying to change the things that really won't have an affect on life. I have to live with them.

I'm not perfect. I'm flawed... so very flawed.

I'll settle for perfectly flawed.