accept my weaknesses

I’m not big on weaknesses. I don’t like people seeing me as weak.
Honestly, I used to be a lot worse. I refused to allow myself to cry infront of others, for fear that they would view me as weak. Strength was the only thing I thought I had going for me, I couldn’t ruin it by allowing people to see that I do indeed have weaknesses.
But, I am better then I was. I can cry infront of others, although I am quite reluctant to do so. I mostly try to mask my weaknesses, though, by really pushing my strengths. If someone brings up a weakness of mine, I try my best to change the subject to something I am very strong in. I’m not sure if that is a good thing to do or not, though.
Accepting myself, weaknesses and all will be a big task, though. I’m taking it one step at a time, each step getting me closer to self-improvement and self-acceptance.

I gave up on projects too easily.

I have ADHD.

I’m an alcoholic, or verging on a more advanced alcoholism.

I gave up my physical fitness program, and can no longer do the number of pushups, situps, and the runs as well as I used to.

I’m very near-sighted.

I have a ringing in both ears, and some hearing loss.

I have a sweet tooth.

(I wonder, should I try to list 43? That might be considered a separate goal).

I’m too hesitant too often.

I have flat feet.

My penis is too short. O.K. that’s too much information. Just joking. Seriously, how many guys are out there who secretly wish for a longer shlong? Are there any women who wish for a larger vagina? I’ve never heard of that.

I’m allowed to have weaknesses.

I just need to learn (and accept) this.