Not sure of what she had become
Tired of fighting the urge to change
She gave in
To the thoughts
To the doubts
To the lack of second chances (or hundredths)
She was determined to find solace in whatever was to be
Whoever she needed to be
No matter the cost
No comfort
No applause
No audience
She would learn to be content with her own opinion
(once she learned what that was)
She vowed never to wince at the reflection she cast in the mirror, ever again
Whatever was to be, was what she had forged from her experiences
and there HAD to be beauty in that
Whoever emerged from the shadows of her pain
she promised, to love her
forever
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (2)
Yes really love yourself because if you do not like yourself who will.
Yes, Kelli, the face you see in the mirror is infinitely worth loving.