Something happens when you reach a certain age

Where that little voice that whispers in your ear

Goes through an incredible transformation

Where it once told you you’re worthless, ugly, fat, you’ll never be good enough

Now it begins to tell you that life is too short for these deprecating thoughts

Where the opinions of others that once mattered so much

Becomes a static background noise

To the voice that tells you you’re worth it, beautiful, you’ll always be good enough

My only regret is that I didn’t listen to that voice sooner


Author: Poets and Prose

I've suffered from depression, anxiety, and low self-esteem for many years. When my son was diagnosed with Autism, my depression took a turn for the worse. At the age of 39, I've opened up a new lease on life by learning to love myself and finding positive ways to cope with life's difficulties through blogging, fitness, photography, writing, and the arts. This is just one personal journey of healing and finding oneself.

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