I get to drive the way I like.
I get to laugh at the things I find funny.
I get to love the things I love.
I get to choose me over someone else.
I get to choose what to do about something I need to deal with.
And I get to be wrong about it, to change my mind, to do it different next time.
I get to back out, say no, disappoint someone, throw a wrench in their plans if I realize I should never have agreed to it in the first place.
I get to be silly.
I get to be right.
I get to be wrong.
I get to not act my age.
I get to not know who I am some days.
I get to know exactly who I am on other days.
I get to cry.
I get to miss things.
I get to grieve, I get to mourn.
I get to eat what I want.
I get to shave my legs or forget and not care.
I get to wear a swimsuit and it doesn't have to look amazing on me.
I can just swim in it.
I can change from who I used to be.
I can become something entirely different from what someone remembers about me.
I can talk too loud.
I can be completely inappropriate.
I can think you're someone else ... and not be embarrassed if I'm wrong.
I can reminisce about being young again.
I can bawl at a sad movie.
I can still want to change the world in spite of how many people might think that idea is unrealistic and crazy.
I can think in my own way even if it's not your way.
I can be different from you and still be me.
I get to be me.
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