I’ve always been self conscious about me. Why you ask, I have no clue. Maybe people telling me you’re too thin or just not accepting me for me was the cause. As I got older I started realizing I don’t need approval. Some comments could have been made out of jealousy I guess. The thing is I fell into the trap.
Now so many years later with a sound mind a workout regimen and more confidence than I’ve ever had, I’m living my best life. Not being ruled by society’s standards I’m just being me. I’m comfortable in my skin and it shows. I’m a work in progress. It it feels so good to no longer care what people think. So as I strut down the street with my Carrie Bradshaw theme song playing in my head…. I just smile. Contentment is so good.