Do you know who you are? Do you? I know who I am… in a nutshell,  I’m  a middle-aged, overweight dude who suffers from body dismorphia, has low self esteem and self worth, diagnosed with mixed anxiety and depression disorder, a victim of abuse and manipulation. Think thats it….

Not trying to be dramatic or expect any kind of sympathy,  but recognizing the issues is the first step is it not? I know everyone has their issues,  but if we know what they are, at least mostly,  why not take the steps to fix it? I’m an adult now, time to put on the big boy pants.

“You don’t have the same mentality as you did five years ago – even one year. People are always changing, and I believe that everyone deserves the space to change and for people to recognize their change.” – Bad Bunny

Being older, does change the perspective,  but the rules apply to everyone young and old. The world doesn’t care. Recognize. Deal. Yes, easier said than done, but whats the alternative?

Once you know whats in front of you, can see whats inside, and see whats outside to help you cope. I know for myself there’s always this one step forward,  two step back scenario. A hesitation. Got to figure that out too.  One step at a time.

And you can’t beat that with a bat…