Being Myself

Who am I?

Once I was a child who was bullied. A child who wanted so much to fit in that she twisted herself in order to be what other people wanted her to be.

I am no longer that child. No longer someone who just follows others. I am proud that I have a sense of who I am. A sense of individuality.

I am not perfect but its okay because I learn more through my mistakes. I am not the prettiest but its okay, because I am beautiful in my own way. I am loving and I see the world through bright eyes.

Although sometimes I still battle with my demons. I still battle with insecurities that tell me 'You are not beautiful enough', 'You are not this or that'. But its okay as long as I remember who I am and what I am.

I love myself because I have a strength to defy others. I love myself because I can freely express my emotions. I love myself because I don't give a damn. And I'm proud of it.

I am who I am. I am proud of who I am.