I Am Flawed and It's Okay

I have always been an introvert. I was always the shy one in my circle of friends. I was always the one that think too much. I was always the one makes a big deal of what others think of what I look, what I do, how I sound, how I look, and etc.

Today, I am still one hell of an introvert. One of my jobs requires me to meet people from all walks of life, in short; strangers, and yet I am still not used to it even though I've been on it for three years now. I guess being an introvert doesn't change that fast. But I can proudly say I have crossed some of my inhibitions from my list and it felt so damn good. You know that feeling of achievement? Yeah, that.

I have come to terms on accepting my flaws. That I am not somebody else, but me, only me. I am not perfect, and that's perfectly fine. I will not be like her or like you no matter how I try, but I will always be me, and that's okay.