Finally, Success.For years, I have relied on other people to make me feel worthwhile. If someone smiled at me, or was nice to me, it was a good day--I was good enough. But there was always someone that I could never impress, no matter what I did or no matter how much I wanted to. I have tried time and time again to get her to like me, and finally, finally it worked.
Today, I am liked. She likes me. Her name is "I." I like me. I never thought it would happen, but I finally did it. I like myself the way I am. I'm proud of that!