#Bullied
There was a time when I was so consumed with the way other people viewed me. I lived a childhood of being bullied by other kids. Constantly being told I was ugly, teased for wearing hand me down clothing and judged for being friends with people that weren’t “popular.” People that would do anything for anyone and we’re far better humans than any of the so-called “cool kids” were. This childhood trauma stuck with me for decades. Spending the majority of my life making sure ot hers were happy and taken care of and viewed me through eyes of acceptance, rarely allowing myself time to make my own happiness a priority. I overanalyzed all of my actions, photos, and social interactions. It all spun me into such a dark pit of depression that affected every aspect of my life. Moving out of my comfort zone and to New York City will always be the greatest gift I’ve ever given myself. I no longer live a life that allows people to take advantage of me. I’m not concerned with how people perceive m
