I’m so in love with love, and that’s wonderful. But lately, I’ve also become so in love with self worth, having it and building it, that I’m becoming who I’m meant to be. And yes, not everything is perfect, especially me. I admit that whole heartedly to that, but I recognize my weaknesses and I am slowly, slowly, slowly working on them. But my weakness shows my strength.
It shows I have self control, even when I feel that I don’t.
It shows that I have self worth.
And if I can have strength, even in the face of my weakness, I don’t feel like I can ask for much more.