Knowing who you are and being unapologetic about it.
Knowing your demons, confronting them, working through them so that you can confidently work towards the woman you’re destined to become.
Joy is the aftermath of allowing yourself to heal, regardless of how ugly the process may be.
It’s forgiving yourself for all the times you gave yourself the short end of the stick and robbing yourself of feeling wholly.
Most importantly, loving yourself through it all.