I was always labeled as ugly.
Worthless.
Fat.
Retarded.
Untrustworthy.
Disrespectful.
Selfish.
Redefine me.
I have always been told how I’m not good enough.
Pressured to do things I did not want to do.
How I need to lose weight.
That no one will love me.
How I should never have been adopted.
It’s no wonder nobody wanted me.
Pushed to the limits.
Redefine me.
I am beautiful.
Worthy.
Comfortably happy.
Smart.
Trustworthy.
Respectful.
Thankful.
Redefine me.
I am not what the naysayers say.
I am wanted.
I always have been.
Yes, life has it’s ups and downs but I’m living, which is more than what other’s are doing.
Yes, I need to lose weight, but it is not the end of the world.
I am loved. Maybe not by many, but that’s still better than nothing.
I am cared for, and I am more than capable of anything I put my mind too.
Redefine me.
So, redefine me.
Keep it real.
Truthful.
This, I will.
Not for everyone else.
But for me.
Yes!
I will redefine me.
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