youshouldknowthatiloveyou

I’ve been told that knowing who you are and learning how to accept yourself are two of the most important things in the world.

But what if home to me isn’t a place where I can accept myself? What if the people I love will no longer love me when they find out who I am?

So this is what I had to do. I had to be honest. I had to make my very bones and organs my home because at least there I know who I can be. At least in my own skin I am accepted.

People will find flaws in you, people will belittle you but hold your head so fucking high because I swear the only thing that matters is not letting yourself down.

You are your home. Accept yourself and the rest will fall into place (via till-forever-finds-me)