the recognition and assertion of the existence and value of one’s individual self.
I am fearless. I am brave. I am determined and I am stubborn. I’m a social butterfly and I’m not ashamed to admit it. I have anxiety and depression that can counter-act that social butterfly but it doesn’t change who I am.
I am kind and I am caring. I go out of my way to help people and make them feel loved. I don’t like the thought of people going through things that I have gone through. I am working on setting boundaries so I don’t get hurt because of my good heart.
I’m a pretty impatient person and I have many flaws. I’m constantly working on being a better “me”. Some days I think I know who I am and other days I’m not so sure. It’s a work in progress.
I love to laugh. I have a good sense of humor. I make stupid jokes (family blood curse) but you will find myself laughing at it. I know how to laugh at myself. I’ve had years of practice. I am a goofball and sometimes a total ditz/clutz and I’m OK with that. It’s just a part of who I am.
I like who I am, and the things I don’t like, I work on and try to put a positive spin on it. (Like being stubborn, I turned it into a good thing instead of a bad thing)
I am worthy of good things. I am worthy of love. I am worthy of friendship. I am worthy.
I am an advocate. I have your back but most of all I’ve got my own back. If no one else does, I know that I do!
My story isn’t over yet; it’s only just beginning.