“I don’t know which I am scared of the most, not being accepted for who I really am or being love for who I am not?”
“In the midst of what is new, exciting and beautiful….I prefer to see the bruise.”
In the age of Snapchat, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, selfies and the countless filters, applications and “instant” connections that can make us not only look good, feel good and perhaps better than anyone else…..I’ve lost myself.
Who Am I?
As you can see in the picture above, I am that someone who is not really fond of the camera. I am that someone who doesn’t care much about wearing branded stuff. I don’t wear makeup..much less care so much about how my hair looks. I enjoy the simplest stuff. I used to be this person, who is satisfied with who I am, what I have, what I’ve accomplished and is in full acceptance of what I have failed to do. I was not in competition with anyone. I was not fighting to belong. I was just…
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