I was recently told that I’m not the best judge of myself. But how many of us really are? If we’re truly honest, how much do we really treasure our own character? If I’m honest, it’s true, I’m not my own biggest fan. But if I’m also honest, I’m still okay. Maybe I have my days where tear stained pillows conquer belly laughs, and deep sighs triumph over smiles. I’m still okay. I’m a winning battle. Why? Because I still love myself, I still believe in myself, and I still pat myself on the back. I’m weak, forsure, but I’m still winning. & I’m still okay. So are you. Why? Because I still love you, I still believe in you, and I will surely pat you on the back. I understand that dark days will come, and sometimes life just isn’t worth smiling over, but we’re still okay. Sure, days come where I don’t like who I’ve been or what I’ve done, but again, I’m a winning battle. I have to believe this. If I don’t, well if I don’t believe this then I forfeit every ounce of worth and value written into my very soul. You see, it’s okay for us to have bad days, to be a bad judge of ourselves, and to get a little tired of life - as long as we remember that we are okay, and that we are so much more than those moments. So do that for me, and I’ll promise you the same.
Love You, Love People.