First impressions are crucial. They determine what people we will chose to talk to, and, eventually, become friends with; if strangers will feel comfortable coming up and talking to us; or, if pedestrians will cross the street and avoid our looks. In this world, many would say that I was lucky enough to be born “perfect”- I am a white girl who enjoys fashion and high heels. I speak proper English and giggle at uninteresting and stupid jokes. However, is that all that there is to me gathered just by my external looks? Can anyone ever truly be a definition of a norm? While growing up, there was always this side of me that I could not control and that unintentionally made me impulsive, aggressive, and competitive. At first, I was ashamed of it
