Flaws and all, I am who I am.
I accept myself for who I am and who it is that I’m trying to be. Though the world has told me otherwise… that I need to be a certain kind of way… that’s not me. I refuse to be defined by those around me as well as by the world and the limitations set on me. I refuse to believe that there are certain things that I can’t do. I accept me for me, knowing that anything I want to do, I can.
It’s a liberating feeling to know that you can live in the freedom to be who you are. My whole life I’ve been trying to live this idealism. This fulfilling truth that I can be who I want to be. I can become who I want to become. For so long, I’ve been fighting the misperceptions about me. The perceptions of the limitations, the barriers that were quote on quote over my life. But that’s not the case.
That moment when I really accepted myself for who I am, I realized that I can become anything and do anything that I put my mind to do. I am free to make my own choices, to become my greatest advocate, and to rise above the limitations set before me by society. I am free.
Living up to other’s expectations is a waste of my time. It’s a waste of who I am, my mentality, and the person who I have the possibility of cultivating myself into being. It’s an utter waste.
I don’t need to pretend to be something I’m not, to conform into this certain image. I don’t need that. I don’t need to get other people’s approval when I’m just trying to live my life. I can live being me; I can live in the realest of everything I am and can be.