Love me or Hate me. I don't care and I really don't, it took me a long way time to reach the point of being completely unaffected by someone else's opinion about me. It is my hard work, so no one can take that away from me, that soul work I did and I'm still doing; Its mine, I own it. It belongs to me, I belong to me and only me. No one has the power to touch it to take it, or even look into the way I have rebuilt myself after free falling for so long. I am as free as I have ever been. Powerful, brave, graceful and strong; I did that and its beautiful. No one has the power to turn it ugly. I still have a long way to go, and I am going I know and that counts for something. It's been easy and I had to learn not to expect it to be. I have been mindful about picking up my pieces along the way, taking a close look at each one before I decide or talk it or leave it and I have left a lot. The pieces of me worth keeping are far from perfect, some re still cracked, some are...