It’s another year that we survived. Another year we doubted at times, but none the less here we are. You may not be the prettiest and we know I’m not the brightest, but I am enough. I am good enough. I am smart enough, I am brave enough, and I am tough enough. We’ve beaten self harming and an eating disorder. We’ve been knocked down time and time again and we’re still standing. So, let them think and say what they want. Let them mock because they don’t understand and never will. We just keep on believing and keep on trying. We’ll be alright. Here’s to the next 23 years.
I love you and happy birthday,