Today’s poem of the day, Acceptance, is one that has never been shared before. Written in 2011 it was written when I was still very unsure of Kenrick’s feelings about me. For those who know me, relationships or any facsimile of one was always something that proved very difficult for me. This poem, like many of my others, showcases my insecurity, vulnerability and even lower self-esteem. I didn’t use to think much of myself when it came to being someone’s partner. Even though I was a very active participant I have always struggled with who I was inside of an intimate relationship. There was a lot of doubt, a lot of jumping in without looking, a lot of chaos.
I learned a lot in my 20s and feel that my 30s are now a time of truly being comfortable in my own skin. I like myself most days. The days that I don’t it’s because I’m disappointed in my actions or lack thereof. We are our very own best and worse critic. I am starting to be happy and comfortable in my own skin. And to me, that’s a big deal. How many people really feel that way about themselves? There are times when I’d like to say that I wish I’d not lived some of the missteps of my past. Sure, I could do without the pain. But, if it wasn’t for those missteps and learning and reflecting upon them, I wouldn’t be the person I am today and the person I’ll be in the future. For that very reason alone I’m contented by the good, the bad, and everything in between.