It's OK

It's OK if you're not the smartest, the wittiest, the first one to answer, the only one to come up with solutions, the sharpest, or the brightest.

It's OK if you're not the most beautiful one out there, or the most handsome, the fairest, the slimmest, the prettiest, the strongest, the most toned, or the fittest.

It's OK if you're not the bravest, mentally strongest, most organised, at the top of the world, most skilled, most successful, or the richest.

It's OK to be weak, to be afraid, to be lean, or to be fat. It's OK to fall, again and again, and earn bruises and wounds whose scars will remain forever. It's OK to be the learner,  to be tired, to be lost.
Because all the people you see and wish to be are not even half the person you are. They've never been in your shoes, or your mind. They never survived your battles, you did. Celebrate yourself, love yourself, because it's not just OK to be yourself, it's the best person to be.