I Am Not Sorry For Being Who I Am
I am not sorry for my feelings, however trivial or deep they may be. I have a divine right to feel.
I am not sorry for my feelings, however trivial or deep they may be. I have a divine right to feel.
We secretly try to improve, makeover or renovate everything and everyone we come in contact with, mostly subconsciously, but we still do it.
I am choosing to forgive myself for letting someone convince me my work wasn’t good enough, not trusting myself.
Now that I’m older I try to tell her to shut up and just be quiet, that I don’t have time for her.
I will listen to my body, stretch when I need to, and feed my body healthy food. I will show myself love by taking care of my skin and getting the rest I need.
I accept the good and the bad because without the bad, how would I ever measure just how good the good is?
In accepting, I release the struggle and float, therefore saving myself.
I will always love too much, feel too deep, and connect with souls I’ve just met on a deeper level. I refuse to change that or even feel a little bit bad about it.
I’m just a wandering soul, a friend, a teacher, a daydreamer, and a believer.
And you know what else? It was so not worth it.