When I was younger, I used to rewrite or redo my notes

if the pages of my notebook were

bent, ripped, or if I had to scratch out a word. 

Now, I embrace the flaws that come with it. 

I suppose it’s a lot like my life now.

I think every day and every experience, I become more and more comfortable with myself, my flaws and insecurities included. I’m not afraid anymore to accept myself for what I am, who I am, and what I will become.