Recently, I started my sophomore year of high school. I came in the year, clueless of what was going to happen throughout the year. I walked into my second period English thinking it was going to be like any other boring year of English but my teacher brought up the question of “who are you?” Like anyone else in the world the first thing I thought of was, “Duh, I am Madisyn. I love to play softball and I like music.” But what I didn’t realize was she meant my culture. “What is culture?” Of course I had no idea. I figured culture was about people with a religion and traditions. I thought I had no culture. After I left class I had that specific thought in my head the whole night, “who am I?”
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I was tired of being in a black hole feeling as if I was falling into a pit of sin being in a haze of wonder. I was tired of running from who I was destined to be. I was tired, I was so tired, not from a lack of sleep but from a sheer amount of disbelief. I was tired of being in denial. I needed to be who I am! If I didn’t do it, I might have just …show more content…
I felt it wasn’t her right to corner me. I didn’t even get to come out myself, I was just pushed into a dark corner, feeling ashamed of myself yet again.
After I started at this message in awe, I finally had the courage to stand up for myself. I completely flipped on her over text. I texted her saying some hurtful things and screaming with all caps.
By the time I got home, I did regret what I did and said to her, but at the same time it felt amazing to finally be out in the open without feeling so small. I, to this day, regret my decisions beyond what had happened that day, but at the same time I would never change a thing because in the end it made me who I am. I found myself! I found who I am, I found the strong, independent woman that I longed to be. The person not afraid to try new things, not afraid to be who she is, not afraid to embarrass herself in public and most importantly, not afraid to be