Monday, July 17, 2017; 9:48pm
I used to always be insecure about people disliking me, or even hating me.
I was always trying to be a perfect image of what everyone else wanted me to be, and it was tearing me down.
Ruining my self esteem.
I felt like i constantly wasn't good enough.
Like I wasn't important.
Just the me I was pretending to be was.
It took me several years to realize that who the fuck cares if they don't like you?
You're still you.
That's all that matters.
As long as you're happy being the person you want to be, no one can say a goddamn thing.
And if they do?
Let em.
Because they're probably insecure about their own selves, and they need to project their insecurities onto other people.
Always be you, and don't let anyone tell you other wise.
You write your own story, don't let anyone else co-author it for any reason.
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