Happier

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I've started to like myself, you know?

I've started to like this girl who likes big, expressive faces and who allows herself to have fun with her art. I've started to accept that sometimes she's not sure of her gender expression or sexuality, and I've told her not to worry about labels and just be who she wants to be.
I've started to like how she tries her hardest to come off as respectful, helpful, funny and caring to everyone, offering to be there for all those she cares about, even if she usually feels stuck and frozen not knowing what to do to help, but just knowing she wants to.
I've forgiven her for many of the insignificant and the not-so-insignificant, embarrassing moments and bad choices she's made over the last couple of years, and accepted that they happened, and there's no reason to be mad about it now.

It wasn't quick and it wasn't easy. I sound like an inspirational quote that means nothing to the people who have not had a chance to have life throw experiences like this at them.

But she's an overall happy girl with a dummy-big heart. She's not perfect but she has good intentions, I know.

And after all... No matter what happens in life, I'll always have her by my side. She might be the only person I have.

So I might as well embrace it.
Come here, you. I love you. I really do.