I just wanted mental freedom. To not live my life striving to fit within a societal stencil. I know I'm good enough as myself. The hardest part was being honest with myself.
How old are you if you don’t mind me asking?
For me, this was something that came with age. I sometimes felt I️ wasn’t pretty enough, or smart enough, etc. I used to be so self conscious about the way I looked and always wondered what other people thought. I’m not going to pretend that those thoughts don’t happen every now and then, but they’re not as frequent and not as debilitating.
This is me, deal with it or move around
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I don’t particularly think that has much to do with vanity, moreso self esteem, and just not/worrying about vapid pursuits.
a dap ain't gon save your ass... 
