Discovering Me

I remember how long it took me to get comfortable just being myself, and not worrying about what other people thought about me. I would always sit around trying to copy the other girls in my middle school so I could fit in too, but it never seemed to work for me and for the life of me I couldn't figure out why. It would tear me apart to feel like I didn't belong and I would cry everyday thinking there was something wrong with me. Then one day after a particularly horrid episode of me trying to fit in, I was in my middle school math class and I was just in such a mood, all day I was telling people exactly what was on my mind because I was tired of being ignored, and I figured no one would listen anyway. Much to my surprise people reacted with radical difference, everyone was nicer and talking to me. People I didn't even know were coming up to me and chatting me up. Needless to say I was so surprised I went home and studied myself in the mirror thinking something had changed about me physically that made everyone talk to me (I thought I was finally getting boobs and people were noticing) but that wasn't the case. People reacted differently because on that day I acted differently, I guess it didn't look like I was trying as hard, everything I said and did that day was effortless because I meant it. I wasn't trying to be anyone, I was just letting everyone get a glimpse of the me I was at home. From then on I knew exactly who I was and who I wanted to be, and that person was me :)
SimplyMisunderstood SimplyMisunderstood
18-21, F
May 24, 2012