Why should I put on a veil of perfection?
Why should I hide my flaws? Everyone has them whether they admit it or not.
Why should I bend over backward to conform to being the cookie-cutter version that everyone wants me to be? It takes strength and bravery to be oneself.
Why should I be forced to suppress my emotions when the situation calls for it, and I’m rightfully sad, afraid, or (gasp!) pissed off?
Why shouldn’t I allow myself to make mistakes? That’s how we learn.
Why shouldn’t I, on some days, let myself lounge around the house in my pajamas and no makeup?
Why shouldn’t I allow myself to splurge on a tub of Ben & Jerry’s every now and then?
Why shouldn’t I allow myself to have my own opinion?
Why shouldn’t I allow myself to speak my mind when need be?
I’d rather be myself exactly as I am, the good, bad and ugly. I won’t suppress any aspect of me. I allow myself to be completely human, no matter who doesn’t like it.
To deny humanness is to be fake. Being fake is too much work, and I’m too lazy.