Coming to terms

Coming to terms always seems like you are settling.. Like that's just going to be the way it is. It's made to seem as though it's a negative term.

I don't believe such... I have come to terms with my self. I'm happy with me. I like me. Sure I've made mistakes.. I've done dumb things, but I have accepted me, for me. I am very proud of myself. Few people my age feel as comfortable with themselves as I do.

Now... You may think "Wow last week she was blogging about her diet, this week she's dropped that and now just gonna say shes happy the way she is.". That would make you wrong. Though I'm fine with the way I look, I'll be even better once I drop the weight, not to mention the good cause AKA my daddy.

What I've come to terms with is the inner me. I'm at the point where I know I'm okay. I'm fun, witty, intelligent, kinda funny, lil bit crazy, and an overall good person. Anyone could call my heart and mind a comfy place to reside. I mean..seriously... A big comfy fun place to live.. who wouldn't want to be there? I love being here, or there...whatever it is

So with that said... I hope everyone can come to terms with themselves... and like what they have. It's an awesome feeling.... Good Luck:)