Grateful

For all of it

I am grateful for my life. All of it. The things that made me the person I am today. All of them. The good. The bad. The worst.

I survived.

I look back and, in the end, I am grateful. I have learned so much.

I must admit there are times when I wish I didn’t have to learn so many things. But I did. And here I stand. Me. All of me. The scars. The smiles. The left dimple, always more noticeable than the right one.

Me. I can only be me. I have tried to be so many different people. But I can’t, no matter how hard I try. It’s just too exhausting.

Enough with the masks. Me. I can only be me.

I can only be.