Saturday, March 31, 2012
Lots to say and yet my bed calls my name. So I will make this one short and to the point. I have realized over the past week that while I still struggle with this body that I call home, I am starting to realize that I like who I am. For the first time in my life I am feeling unashamed of who I am. I have used that voice I've found to simply say, this is who I am and it's ok that I'm different from you. I think I kinda like this feeling. It is freeing to not feel obligated to pretend.