Love me or hate me. I don’t care. I really don’t. And it took me a long time to reach the point of being completely unaffected by someone else’s opinion about me. It was hard work, but no one can take that away from me now.
That soul work I did and all I’m still doing; It’s mine. I own it. It belongs to me. I belong to me and only me.
No one has the power to touch it, take it, or even look into the way I have rebuilt myself after free falling for so long.
I am as free as I have ever been. Powerful, brave, graceful and strong; I did that and it’s beautiful. No one has the power to turn it ugly.