I Admire People Who Are Not Afraid To Be Themselves

I admired my grandmother Sue, and wanted to be just like her....and I admired my mum and, truth be told, was jealous of how people are around her and how she put them at ease....

But that’s them. That’s who they are. I could never be them. The best I could be would be a second rate version of them....

But I can be a first rate version of me, flaws and all...believe me there’s a lot of flaws.

I may not be cool as them but I am what I am...

...and that was a hard thing for me to get my head around...a hard thing to accept and live with...but it just makes life that little bit less stressful...

..and that’s what I try to tell people...

M x