I don't want to be anything other than me. Than who I am and can be.
There's nothing wrong with that, but I guess I'm saying it more to me than anyone reading this.
I can't pretend
I don't have time
I won't make time
Remembering who I have to be for someone (when it isn't the real me) is work I'm not willing to do anymore. I'm not angry, just making peace with it.
There is never going to be a time when everyone loves, wants & appreciates me in all my craziness. But there is always going to be a time when those near & important to me will love, want & appreciate me. I am grateful for that.
Living this life.