I know you're all sick of me by now but this is a post I've been wanting to make.
We all have our insecurities - things we want to change about our bodies, our faces, our personalities. I've been thinking a lot lately about what I want out of life; who I want to be. And I've realised in the last week that while there are parts of me I don't like and want to improve, I truly know who I am and what my flaws and weaknesses are. I know who I want to be and where I want to go.
I feel content in my own skin.
I think I have been building up to this for a while but this is the first time I have been able to stand in front of a mirror and say, "I feel good."
It isn't a weight thing or new clothes. I just feel comfortable with what I see. Nothing has changed: I have changed inside.
I don't know if it's just a part of growing up but I know a great deal of it comes from being alone this past year. I have continued to get to know myself and to really know what is in me - my unique makeup. I have worked with my various quirks of mental illness, with my limitations and skills. I feel safe in my own talents and where I am going: even if it is uncertain and the path is not a straight line, I will work hard and go where I want to go. I'm stubborn and determined like my father.
I don't know what the point of making this into a post is. Maybe I just want to share this feeling and to let those of you know that the better you know yourself, the better life is.
It is hard to fully explain.. I think it is strength that is starting to externalise somehow. If that makes any sense.
A few years (hell, a few months) ago I would never have done this, but here is a picture of me. Just me..
content, comfortable in my own skin.