Research Paper On A Worn Jacket

I am the type of person that likes to keep things to myself. Since fifth grade I started wearing a hooded jacket all the time, even in hot weather. My jacket always brought a type of warmth that I could never get and a sense of safety that others never really offered. I wore my hood to what I felt at the time, shielded the world from my insecurities. I wore the jacket as a protective covering to judgment and pain, both physically and mentally, softening the impact of a fall or the feeling of someone consoling me after failure. According to my parents, I have always been a shy person, always hiding behind their leg when I did not feel comfortable.
I have always felt anxious around people, worrying about what others may think of me, if I said