I’m a pain in the ass. I’m inconvenient. I’m expensive. I’m more trouble than most people would think I’m worth.

Yet I am loved, adored even by a few. I’m respected and well taken care of.

But I didn’t always feel this way or have these types of connections because I used to try to nurture the wrong ones. Trying to force myself to fit into a world that never wanted me while neglecting the one that always did.

I am grateful for everything I have learned these past years about myself and others.