My Story: Intro
I think everyone can agree with me when I say that getting told you're not good enough is one of the worst feeling anyone can ever experience, right? What if you heard that everyday? I've been hearing this since 7th grade, and being a sophomore, you can best believe I'm getting sick of the feeling that no one is there for you, and the people that are, are only there for a short amount of time. When they leave, they are saying the same thing that the enemies you both fought with said about you. Trying to be perfect is a waste, & when I decided to be me, I was told that that was still not good enough. Walking out of your house everyday so insecure is hard. Checking yourself to see if your shirt doesn't make you look fat, seeing if your makeup covers up those pimples, & seeing if you're outfit simply matches all is a daily struggle for all girls. But wouldn't we all love to have that come naturally? I am going to start to explain my story from my point of view. Things will get personal and the things I say, I expect you to call me names, but as my witty friends all I want is sympathy and love, please.