o many put their trust and their definitions as to what is comforting or comfortable in terms of things that are external. For me, having to live between the worlds, in various places, at varying times, there really are few things that I place trust in that are outside myself. Some would say it’s having a full belly, the warmth of a fire on a cold winter night, the love of another, their caress upon their skin, and the feel of soft, clean sheets in a spacious bed with plenty of room to manoeuvre with that lover are the very definitions of comfort. All of those things, I find, are relatively easy to obtain.
The one thing that is most difficult to obtain, and is absolutely essential to contentment is being absolutely comfortable with oneself. After as long a life as I have had, and as much history as I have seen, you have plenty of time to learn to become comfortable with yourself. Many never achieve that in the whole of their lives. Once you are armed with this one elusive quality, you can be comfortable anywhere in nearly every situation. True comfort is having the ability to wield the power that allows you to control your own life. There is something wholly reassuring to being able to say with conviction that you bow neither neck nor knee to anyone and knowing that there are few, if any who have sufficient intestinal fortitude to try to prove you wrong.
That is where I find comfort.
Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Character / Folklore / Mythology
Word Count: 225
crossposted to
Life Belongs to Sekhmet 
Being fully comfortable with who you are is possibly one of the hardest tasks one can accomplish. We are all our own worst critic. I commend anyone who can accomplish this.
Aye, that is true, Athos. *smile* I seem to remember a certain Musketeer who was very critical of much of what he himself had done. Are you still so critical with yourself now?
Would it displease you to know that I still am? Oui, I will not lie. I’m afraid this curse is something that will never completely settle. I remain cynical because I do not want to take the chance to forget who I was before and what I have done. It’s just another part of who I am.
Why would your truthful answer to my question displease me, Athos? Perhaps it is a little disappointing, for your sake only, that you still judge yourself so harshly. I do not think it would be possible for you could possibly make the mistake of forgetting who you were before, or the missteps that you took. They have very much made you what you are today. Are you not a Musketeer because of them? Your missteps led you into a larger world – and in spite of the mistakes, you have in fact expanded who you are,Hmm?