As a child growing up with physical and emotional difficulties, it is remarkable I never once asked ‘why me?’ I had already surmised that it was okay to be me.
I didn’t seem worried about any one’s opinion. What others thought of me was immaterial. My spiritual beliefs even as a child were already part of my mindset. I’d seen too much to know that I didn’t need to make what other people thought of me, my issue.
But having a disability did make me periodically look over my shoulder every now and again, at those who seemed happier and more relaxed with themselves. I was struggling mentally and emotionally, but I liked the way I looked, I was happy to be me. I felt comfortable in my own skin.
How we feel about ourselves really matters. Our lives should be about us making ourselves comfortable in our skin, whatever we get to deal with.