This year I’d be 25. That’s a quarter of a century. Hehe.
Am I scared to turn older? Honestly no. Age is just a number. My experience is what matters. Have I learnt from it? Do I have regrets? Yes, yet I won’t beat myself about it. I’ve closed that chapter and moved on. It was all of good experience.
Standing at this age, I’ve learnt to embrace myself and my every flaw. I know I am not perfect. But who are we to kid? There is not a soul out there that is.
I will work around my flaws and use my good attributes to get me to better places. I won’t give up. That’s my inborn character. I’ve to have more faith in myself.
So now, I won’t care about all the nasty words being thrown to me. I know you’re just plain jealous. Remember, who the bigger person is.
What’s your flaw? Can you accept it?