I spent most of my life trying to be someone else besides myself. I was never happy with myself or my life.
I always compared myself to others. I always fell short in my mind. I thought that in order to be loved I had to do something or be what others thought that I should be, in order to be loved or accepted. If fact, I grew up to be loved, I had to be perfect.
For twenty eight years now, I have learned that I don’t have to give up me to be loved by you, and when I did I was very unhappy. So, I believe that it is best for me to be myself then I am much happier and the people around me are happier too. Then, I am at peace with myself and others.