I am happy with myself. My soul, my body, my life.

I will honestly confess it took a while for me to be happy with myself.

My worst habit was downing my body; which lead to a sad soul. You cant be punishing and hurting your own feelings all the time and be a happy person at the same time.

You can still catch me every once in a while talking about my huge nose or my non-butt.

Everytime I start thinking about it, I automatically think about how Im blessed, or the fact that this is my body and it fits my soul or I wouldnt be in it. The only thing I have complained about latley is my slow hair growth, but at least I have hair, fast or slow, im blessed with hair.

Here are two pictures I am putting on www that normally I would say gross and delete the picture. The more I look at them the happier I am with myself.

Ill log on later to post more stuff.

Goodmorning All!