Some people don't like me!
Yep, <gasp!> it's true.
And, guess what else?
For the first time in my 42 years, the fact that some people don't like me feels, well, OK.
It doesn't make me smile.
I do not celebrate it.
I'm not happy about it.
And, at times, it does, still, hurt my ego.
But it isn't horrible. And I no longer spend much time lamenting over it.
Because, in the end, when I like myself and am true to who I am, it doesn't really matter, if others don't like me.
And that, feels pretty good.