Mini Memoir 

Growing up negativity came from the people I called my friends. I never had a problem with the way I looked until I met them. “Friends” they really called themselves that. They would create jokes about my looks and weight. So while growing up I learned what the “perfect” person looked like. I learned how to act and look to be accepted into society. I was pushed into a pool of self loathing and couldn't swim out. After that everything else piled onto the lists of “imperfections”. From my appearance, voice, the way I acted, talked, walked, dressed, all of it was wrong. I started to think I felt everyone's eyes on me when I did anything. I “knew” what they were thinking and it killed me, I learned to hate myself. But then I realized people don't grow the same. No one has the same bodies so they all react differently to everything we do. So I stopped living my life for everyone else and learned to live it for myself. I learned that I could be the person I wanted to be and I became that person. I'm still learning but as of right now I know who I am and what I can be.