“What do you think she thinks when she looks at me?”
A young girl asked me this one time. She wanted the older girl to like her, to admire her. And to be honest, the older girl was my wife, so I was somewhat of an authority on the subject.
In one of my rare moments of wisdom, I gave her that advice.
You be you.
I wish I could’ve heard that when I was a kid, when I was a young man. Shoot, even as an adult. Let people know the real you. Imperfections and all.
Choose to work on yourself, improve your weaknesses, use your strengths. It’s ok.
God loves your crazy too!