I own all of me – every extra pound, every wrinkle, every gray hair, the way I wheeze when I laugh, my absurd sense of humor, the way I cry at the drop of a hat – everything. This is me. You don’t have to love or even like me; I am not everyone’s cup of tea. I am done with trying to change myself to fit someone else’s idea of what I “should” be. I am fine with who I am. I am me; I am different. That’s okay.