Confidence

I'm pretty sure I have almost 100% confidence now. Guess who gave me this amazing sense of realization? Jim! Shocking, I know. He overheard me talking to Val on the phone and I mentioned that I was insecure and I would not have sex with our friend. He told me I had nothing to be insecure about, and I was all set to ignore everything he was about to tell me. I thought he was just going to say the same thing as everyone else. "Oh, you're beautiful, there's nothing wrong with you." In reality, kids. My stomach is gross and hairy from being Italian, I have kind of big feet for my body, blackheads, frizzy hair, and my fingernails are so short they bleed sometimes. But the grand thing is, I don't care anymore. :) Jim basically made me realize that this is my body for the rest of my life, no changing it, obviously. Why shouldn't I love it? My favorite poem even says, "Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can." ;) I know how some of you are gonna take that. Seriously, though, I was sick of being insecure. It's so great to not have to worry about it anymore. My life is so very close to perfect. I will be ungrounded by my birthday, I know I can do it. I can pass.