It's finally here. I'm a senior. I really feel like I should still be in 7th grade, but part of me knows I am ready. If I take a step back, I realize how much I have grown as a person in the past year or two. I've really become comfortable with myself, and I love that.
I tried so hard in junior high to be someone I wasn't. I wanted to fit in with the popular group, and because some of my closest friends were in that group, I somehow made my way in there. But I never really got to be myself, and it bothered.
I've gone from that insecure state in junior high, to feeling very confident with myself. I've stopped acting a certain way just to please people, or dressing and doing my hair a different way. I've come to understand it is okay to be unique, because that is what makes you beautiful. I use to think it depended on how long your hair was, or how skinny you are, or how many friends you have, or how many boys give you attention. No, beauty comes from a whole different genre. I really believe beauty shines from the inside out. The way you treat people and showing love make you much prettier than any amount of make up can. This was a very hard concept for me to grasp. I tired so hard for attention, it was just silly.
It really is an amazing feeling to feel proud of yourself. To know you are trying your best everyday to become the person Christ wants you to be. I make mistakes. A lot to be exact. But I learn from each of them and they become a part of me. My dear friend Cordell reminds me how beautiful I am all the time, but he says the most amazing part is it comes from the inside. From being genuine. I believe each person deserves to hear this. I know some of the most genuine people. People who have had the biggest influence on my life. These are the people we need to surround ourselves with. When we feel confident about ourselves, it makes us want to reach out to others. We connect with people when we know they love us for who we are.
My blog really is just one big mess of my thoughts and me trying to stay positive. I use it more as a journal. So I don't blame you if you don't follow my thought process. I don't follow it very well either.
I tried so hard in junior high to be someone I wasn't. I wanted to fit in with the popular group, and because some of my closest friends were in that group, I somehow made my way in there. But I never really got to be myself, and it bothered.
I've gone from that insecure state in junior high, to feeling very confident with myself. I've stopped acting a certain way just to please people, or dressing and doing my hair a different way. I've come to understand it is okay to be unique, because that is what makes you beautiful. I use to think it depended on how long your hair was, or how skinny you are, or how many friends you have, or how many boys give you attention. No, beauty comes from a whole different genre. I really believe beauty shines from the inside out. The way you treat people and showing love make you much prettier than any amount of make up can. This was a very hard concept for me to grasp. I tired so hard for attention, it was just silly.
It really is an amazing feeling to feel proud of yourself. To know you are trying your best everyday to become the person Christ wants you to be. I make mistakes. A lot to be exact. But I learn from each of them and they become a part of me. My dear friend Cordell reminds me how beautiful I am all the time, but he says the most amazing part is it comes from the inside. From being genuine. I believe each person deserves to hear this. I know some of the most genuine people. People who have had the biggest influence on my life. These are the people we need to surround ourselves with. When we feel confident about ourselves, it makes us want to reach out to others. We connect with people when we know they love us for who we are.
My blog really is just one big mess of my thoughts and me trying to stay positive. I use it more as a journal. So I don't blame you if you don't follow my thought process. I don't follow it very well either.
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