becoming yourself is really hard and confusing, and it’s a process. i was completely the eager beaver in school, i was the girl in the front of the class who was the first person to put her hand up, and it’s often not cool to be the person that puts themself out there, and i’ve often gotten teased mercilessly, but i found that ultimately if you truly pour your heart into what you believe in even if it makes you vulnerable, amazing things can and will happen.
i keep telling myself that i’m a human being, an imperfect human being who’s not made to look like a doll, and that who i am as a person is more important than whether at that moment i have a nice figure. obviously i have insecurities and doubts. but i just have to do my best and be myself. and then hope that’s enough.
