It's taken me most of my 32 years of my life to finally move on......move on from the life I had in high school. I know high school is supposed to be a challenge, but I faced more challenges than I ever expected. I was a cheerleader, had a passion for screaming and encouraging others I guess. But those that I supported and tried to inspire were the ones that haunted me the most, the students..... As I took stand in front of the crowd, belly full of butterflies, I faced the one thing that terrified me the most. The names that would soon surface..... See I was an easy target during high school, one that the "poplar" kids took advantage of. They saw someone who did not fully understand themselves yet and decided to crush their spirit and soul before the beauty ever had a chance to surface. As students chanted "monkey girl" and more joined in I felt like I wanted to melt into the gym floor and never resurface. Holding tears back, building up inside of me, telling me that I was nothing.....
As a grown BEAUTIFUL woman today, I am encouraged almost daily that I am more than what I ever thought. From friends and their kind words to building friendships with those I don't know all too well. To hear that I am pretty or beautiful is odd to me.....but something that I must adjust my mind to believe. Every person is beautiful in their own, God created each of us differently for a reason. I'm not perfect, nor will I ever be. My teeth are weird and I'm more of a nerd than most will ever realize. ;) But I am me, just me.....I am learning how to love myself for what I have. Each day I become stronger, forgetting about those that cut and belittled me, but thanking them in the same token. Without them I would have never discovered how strong I could be, out of necessity. As everyone is, I am a work in progress......:)
