There once was a time when I hated myself. For who I was and for how I looked like.
I will admit, I had a low self-esteem. 276 more words
My mantra for the new year is I’m not comparing. In fact I said it out loud when Sir Husband and I found a beautiful arrangement of several types of perfectly-made homemade cookies wrapped in a big gold bow on our front porch the other day. 502 more words