Lately, I've been doing some searching. Not for a man, not for myself, but for happiness. I think I'm finally comfortable in my own skin. I still believe I have huge personality flaws, but for the most part, I'm happy with myself. For the first time in years. With all of my recent rejections, somehow I have still held onto my self esteem. I didn't even know I had any.
I'm making a promise to myself today. I will never speak an ill word about myself ever again. There's no need for it. I'm a great mother, lover, friend, daughter...it's taken me too long to see these things, but thank god for best friends who make you realize what you can't see.
"Even the stars, they burn, some even fall to the earth."
I'm getting a job this week, come hell or high water. I want to work again. I miss it.
"I had to learn what I got, and what I'm not, and who I am."
I am strong. I am beautiful. I am worthy.
