Perfection would be a hard thing to ask from a soul such as I. But happiness, happiness I have fought for. I've travelled down the dark routes of self-doubt, swam across a sea of doubts, battled an army of negative thoughts. But I cut off the head of my enemies and emerged victorious.
I've waded through the mud of misery and ventured through the spiky thorns of internal conflict, but there at the far end of the tunnel. I saw the faint glowing light of hope and I pursued it.
I struggled and toiled, and I know that as I wipe the sweat off my brow, I have no regrets for I have seen myself in many lights and I am proud to say that this is the best version of myself yet. So as you war in your own battle. I ask you to trust in the process and never cease to perpetuate in greatness.