You are not defined by the number of
friends you have; the number that you see when you step on the scales or the
number of questions you answered correctly in your last exam. The appearance of
your face does not matter, nor does the colour or shade of your skin. You are
not the amount of freckles you have. You are not the crookedness of your teeth
or the size of your waist. You are not defined by the shape of your spine or
the amount of motivation you can conjure up in your Senior years of school. You
are not your hourglass figure; the gap between your thighs or lack thereof. The
amount of people who are 'drawn' to you is of no importance, nor the amount of
people who think you are friendly. You are not your shyness or your weak
stomach. You are not defined by your hands, or the end product that did not
match the vision in your head. Your inability to move forward is of no
consequence. It does not matter how much you think you aren't good enough for
anyone; how little control you have over the hatred and anger inside of you; or
how much you worry about everything. You are not defined by your attempt to
live up to everyone's expectations; or the people who you try too hard to
please.
You are your own person. You are unique,
and original, and you were brought into this world for a reason and with a
purpose. You are your hopes and your dreams; your fears and your strengths;
your aspirations and your beliefs. You are the people that you love and the
memories that make you smile. You are defined by your passions; your opinions;
and the things that make you happy. Along with the things that make you sad.
You are your hobbies and your interests. You are not the words that you say but
the actions behind them. You are not the mistakes that you have made but the
way you have learned from them. You are not the smiles you had to fake but the
strength behind the smile. You are perfect, exactly the way you are.
