being myself is more than just a nose ring, or tattoos, or dying my hair blue, being myself is doing all of those things, but being confident in it, and learning to love myself too, I've found it easier to look in the mirror and smile, when I see parts of me that maybe aren't on you, it doesn't mean my heart doesn't still lurch into my throat when I see someone staring a me a little longer than normal, or narrowing their eyes while I try to buy groceries, but the thing is this me, this reinvented me, is the me I've been hiding for far too long, and for once I threw the opinions of those around me into the sea I take long walks by, and for years its been telling me to let what they think drown with my self-loathing, but instead I just shook me head, and decided to still try and be more like them, but something has clicked, and the only thought I still listen to above the crowd, is my own, and the bubbles of thoughts from everyone else are now sweeping across my feet on the cool sand, and this me, the me that has hidden behind a perfect smile, and a finely dressed line, this me that now says "screw the line, this life is mine," I'm learning to love her, and slowly learning to love this life after all.
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