Acceptance

I’ve just recently had this epiphany. A strong one. And it made me realize that I’ve been trying to force myself in spaces that aren’t meant for me. With people who aren’t meant for me. Doing things that aren’t serving me. And I don’t have to do any of that. I am who I am, and I belong where I belong, and I don’t need to try to fit into places that do nothing for my existence. 

Where I do belong, I thrive. I am at my happiest. I am the best version of myself. Those are the spaces where I belong. It’s not in a space where I’m not accepted for who I am. The spaces that I belong in aren’t ones where people are trying to change me. The places that I belong accept me. They love me fiercely. And from here on out, I won’t be accepting anything less. If someone doesn’t like who I am and what I stand for, that’s their problem. I’ll go somewhere where I am accepted.