You are safe. You are seen. You are loved in spite of and because of your flaws. You make peoples' lives better. You have the capacity for exponential growth. Those mistakes you bully yourself about? You are forgiven. The decisions you would've made differently? Your footsteps were not meant to mark those paths. It's okay to be scared. It's okay to have flaws, real ones, the kind that aren't endearing but actually downright difficult. It almost always sounds worse in your head than when spoken aloud. You're probably making it more difficult than it needs to be. Ask for help. Smile all the way to your eyes, and laugh deep into your belly. You're doing great.
