Soon, those drums were tucked away at the sight of familiar faces that had become a second home of mine, and this new, unchartered territory did not seem as terrifying.
Along with those same faces that held my fear duplicated that first day, were now fears transferred to my success and, fearfully, failures. Constant thoughts of failure that swarmed my mind. I never knew what was worse, the pain of possible failure, or of disappointment from subject facilitators, parents, relatives, etc. Why can I not focus on me? Why is my life not for me? Why did I stupidly allow people to have access to my life? Constant thoughts that had my complete attention in the first two and a half years being here. Changing everything I could around me, …show more content…
From the long extensions and acrylics to the natural obsessed girl. Social media allowed me to find a group of people of all different color, creed, races, religions, and so many more who, through a screen, show, no matter what the differences a person exhibits, there is no difference in who we are as people. Our hardships are not aware of the type of family we were born into, what the color of our skin is. Our experiences come from who we become as people in different parts of our lives, the decisions we make, the way values and morals change once we experience the world, our world, for