Conflicted Thoughts

I want to cheer in gratitude,

Yet, I want to flee the aura of greatness.

I want to believe in more,

Yet, I don't want to build expectations.

I want to celebrate my accomplishment,

Yet, my mind is picking at small flaws.

I write this at a moment of conflicted thoughts. I just accomplished cooking dinner on a stove without support standing by, something I thought never to dream of doing after burning my forehead. After a lifetime of dreaming, success is hard to grasp. I've never dared to celebrate myself before and doing so makes me feel uncertain.