Happy Enough to Be Me

Recent events have made me feel very self-conscious. I feel stupid about it often. I worry what people think. What they will think. What they may have thought. However, (dramatic pause) this morning I woke feeling sure of myself, confidant that I have become a strong person who doesn't bend sharply to please people as i once did. If i can hold my own and say what feel and think w/o having this desperate need to live up to people's expectations, then I'm alright. I decided that I like my family and myself more then I like other people. So if friends and distant relatives think whatever it is that those kinda people think, then they can go ahead and keep thinking. Because I know who I am and I know what makes me happy.

Thats it.