I picked up my journal to write today

And began to think of my journey as an awkward, misunderstood girl. There was a time when I felt terribly weird compared to my peers. I cried; I lost sleep; I skipped class – too scared to believe I was good enough.

… Sigh.

I started this blog to help release some of the pent-up energy from holding back…. Everyone is different. Some embrace this fact fully. Others like me, are more bashful.

Life however, has forced me to interact with, and open up to you. I’ve slowly become more comfortable about being “weird” 🙂 I am happy people don’t get me.

Now [in the real world too] it feels like I am doing everything possible to be weird. To be different. To stand out.

And to be me.

And it’s soo much more fun.