I am an open book.

Here I am, Here it is. This is me.

I am what I came to be. What I’ve been working on, what I’ve been working toward. I consider and decree these goals officially crushed.

I’m far from perfect and not nearly finished. I’ve accepted that acceptance is complicated. I express myself as open and honest as I can be.

I accept that what I am, is me. It’s me.

My insides match my outside. Who I am is what I am, there is nothing to hide. What you see is what I am.

Perfectly flawed and fantastically imperfect.  I haven’t always been this way and I never will be again. This is what I am today.

Not without purpose and not without effort. What ever you see, this is me. Working toward the best me that I can come to be. I’m not nearly finished and I’ve accepted that I never might be.

This is me, I am what I am.

What I have come to be and accepted today. My mind, my heart, my body, my soul. I am me and that’s what I am. I will never stop growing, learning, changing because that is what I am.

A student of life, a lover of now. I’ve accepted this about myself so that you can as well. I am the best me of today: I love the now, plan for the future and respect the past.

I am me.

This is the me that I have come to be. I accept that this is what I am. I love the me that I am. I love the me that I will be, and I respect the me that I used to be.

This…is me.