It started when I was first coming into this country, my mother was all I really needed , I wasn’t really as close as I was with my dad as I was with my mom and sisters. This may as well be the reason why self-doubt is my biggest …show more content…
With act three came more flaws and tears. Most children have pimples as teenagers, it was normal. For me I didn’t really get any pimples, I had a skin condition known as Folliculitis. It was located on the back of my head. Kids tended to tease me a lot and I hated myself for it. My parents told me to stop caring about it but it was never that easy. People said things like “ew”, “you have Ebola”, “why do you have aids on your neck”. I cried daily about this, and I didn’t really want to go to school. I hated myself, I can remember I used to buy paint to try to color it in. I tried everything, creams, oils, doctors, but nothing helped at all. It was so bad to the point that I had 3 separate suicide attempts. Act three was my dark side. This made my self-doubt horrible. This also led to me getting in trouble and fighting. I was kicked out of school twice, both of the time on a one year suspension. I was sent to an alternative school. Even there I still got teased. So, how exactly did I overcome my self-doubt? I got help from a person I’d like to call my older sister. My older sister helped me by boosting my self-esteem, she made sure I had the best clothes and made sure I never felt out of place. She really had my back, she was my mentor, my superhero, my