Good Enough

I already tried being perfect. I already tried pleasing. Spent years doing these things and taking care of others. The only person I didn't take care of was me. I couldn't see it coming, the empty storage of me which was dwindled until there was nothing left but a little dust and cobwebs. I was so down, there wasn't any more where to go further but to start climbing up. Had to I take care of myself, started to feel as good enough. Realized that as long as I feel good about myself, wonderful things are happening! When I am happy and fulfilled, so are the people around me. Who knew?