For most of my life, I have always felt like the odd one out. I was the weird girl, the ugly friend/sister and the girl who just doesn’t belong…ANYWHERE. For years I spent most of my life apologizing for who I was/am. I never felt that I was good enough or good at anything. Now at 26, I still sometimes deal with doubt, but as I mature I’m starting to realize that it is just “SELF” doubt.
Most things that I think are horribly wrong with me are just in my head.