I have nothing to prove. I don’t need to make any affirmations of my arrival, greatness, or success. I am not interested in your hollow praise or the pedestal you’ve built for me that you intend to kick over in a rage of jealousy; I’ll happily stand on the earth God built. Enthusiastically do God’s work. Love you unconditionally whether you choose to reciprocate it or not. I have one mission and it’s not to be accepted by you. Do you understand me yet?