Being true to myself, I find, is difficult.
Why?
Because it requires accepting my own limitations, short-comings, weaknesses, biases, or any other adjective that is the enemy of my ego.
Life would have been much better if we could all be true to ourselves and everyone, without any effort or sacrifice, enjoys that. That would mean having no ego. That would mean a life somewhere else.
I envisioned this life today and I saw myself fully relaxed, stripped of all the bad memories, emotions, thoughts, and ego. I saw myself only as love.
And all my interactions in that world was love.
It was all love, happiness, and joy…..
I loved that life.
Life as I interpret it 
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