I love my life

In the past, I hated myself. I hated everything about me. I remember describing this burning hatred in great detail to my ex-therapist. She looked at me and asked how I haven't kms yet. I was at my lowest. I stopped seeing her immediately after that comment. The hatred started melting away when I got clean. (I do not recommend narcotics. 0/10 will never do again) Then more melted when I would catch my partner looking at me with such adoration. (How could I hate something they clearly love?) More melted when I found a job that I love. Even more melted away when my dog found me. My life isn't perfect, but I've learned that there is such beauty in the imperfections. My art sucks, but I love the process. My gaming skills are trash, but I love the thrill of chasing the win. My fashion sense is terrible, but I love my soft T-shirts and jeans. My life is overflowing with love and I'm finally happy to be me. I am so happy. I didn't know life could be so joyous.