The right fit

For the longest time I believed that I didn't fit in... anywhere. My clothes didn't fit, because I was overweight and tall. My glasses didn't fit because my nose was too narrow. I didn't fit in socially because I was quiet, reserved, shy. I longed to fit in, for such a long time. But even when I tried to fit in, I stood out. I wasn't being true to who I was, probably because I really didn't know myself and what I did know of myself was scary and unpredictable. Fast forward to now. I still don't fit in everywhere. Guess what, that's okay. Actually, that is more than okay... It's great. Now I don't have to second guess myself, compromise who I am, or live a life of mediocrity. I have found places where I do belong. Friends who challenge me to be the best I can be, accept me for who I am, and celebrate each victory that comes my way. I have found clothes that fit, glasses that fit, and a voice that shares good news, and fights for fairness. In other words, I found me.