It’s hard to describe myself. I think there are many layers to who I’ve become over the years. Some days I am confident in who I am and other times I hate who I am. I think of myself as someone who easily finds the worst in everything. But, I try to work on myself; to learn how to love myself in hopes that I can learn to love the world around me a little more. Despite it all, I think that although I am not as graceful as I wish I could be, I am strong and resilient. I think the life I’ve lived is something I created for myself and THAT no one can take away.
"I looked at myself and I hated myself.. I hated my hair, I hated my face. I went into the shower and it was almost as if I wanted to wash it all away and it wouldn't come off. "