At some point I looked in the mirror and realized that I didnt think I was good enough.
To be happy...
To be loved...
I thought that I would never have what I've always wanted. And began to think that maybe my standards were to high.
Someone came along and told me not to settle.
The world looking at me tells me how beautiful I am. What a good person I am. How any guy would be lucky to have me.
The truth is, it doesnt mean anything unless I see that for myself. Its a road to recovery. This journey has been a long time coming. And Im looking forward to seeing myself in a whole new way....
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