Do you like who you are?
i do like who I am. No one has to tell me that. It comes from myself. I like what I am. I like my style sense. I like my sense of humor; which can be rather dark, as in working a unattended death, chit chatting with another LEO standing over the body as I take pictures of a body and discuss lunch options, phased in the slightest, and how I wish I could find a body in the wild, not a fresh one but one that was reported missing many many years. As a podcaster once said “who’s dick do I have to suck to find a body?”
I like my love of movies and TV. Music is also part of who I am. I can string artists songs to tell a story, I can find a song of Meat Loaf to tell what I am feeling, and when I need a pick me up P!NK is to the rescue. . I have always loved British programs. Grew up with an affection of Broadway music, but has yet to attend one. I like my love of Disney World and Disney movies. I can’t wait to go back to WDW sans kids.
I like being kind hearted and giving, I like that I am a nurturing person. I like that I love and care for those close to me. I like myself for becoming a stronger person, yet maintain my tenderness and warmth. I myself for setting boundaries for myself so I do not be used.
I like being home alone and dancing around, I do not need to be the center of attention at a party, ugg that would truly be draining. I do not need to go to a bar in our one horse town and see the people I grew up with or those that drink nightly sitting at the same bar stool day in and day out.
I like that I am an amazing cook, very rarely does something comes out poorly. I can make warm comfort foods. I cook from my heart. Cinnamon rolls by the plenty.
I like me, I like that I am not perfect. I love unconditionally. There is no perfection in any person. I accept ones for who they are. I like that about me.
I like that I do need help from others from time to time, yet as of late, I seem to need help more. I will not be a stoic, cold heart, feeling they must be perfect to live. I like me and all my flaws.
I like the me that wants to fight for what she feels. I like the me that likes to weight lift when other women wants to tone. To drop weights to the floor, and feel the power wash over me. I like that I try different types of fitness, except running. Nope nope nope not gonna happen. Let me lift weight, try yoga by way of pro wrestler Diamond Dallas Page.
I like me for learning to speak German from an online teacher. I like me for my love of stories and the ability to weave a fairy tale. I like my passion to write and take a chance to reach out to a ”famous” persons and to get their input.
I like me, who loves to cuddle and touch and hold hands, and I love my smile.
So I do like me and shall I say, I love me!
So do you like you?
