I smiled at his words. He wasn't being cocky or self absorbed. He knew himself. He was confident in himself. Regardless of what anyone tells him, he will always know that, at least to him, he will always be good enough. And that is more than most any of us could say, even myself. I envied him.
- A modified excerpt of something that I am currently reading. It just hit me that the same thing happened to me. Or, is happening to me, actually.
