I am just a girl.  Nobody special… pretty average, and just trying to find a place in this world.  I’m like many others, lost in a world of confusion.  I lose myself often, I try to be different than who I am, because I think it will be easier on others… when instead, it makes no difference to others, just hurts me along the way.

I’m just a girl.

But, I’m the girl who is a friend.  I’m the girl who is kind.  I’m the girl who cares for others more deeply than I care about myself.  I’m vulnerable, I lack confidence, and I am unsure.

I’m the girl who is dying to be social but hesitant to make new friends.  There’s that whole lack of confidence thing coming into play again.

I’m the girl who can be negative, because any positivity I show gets squashed.

I’m the girl who can make simple small talk, but I want the deep conversations.  I want the thoughtful, meaningful conversations that really push you out of your comfort zone.

I’m the girl who gets sad, because I care too much.  Some are just okay with being hurtfully honest, but I’m not.

I’m complicated, I overthink, I can be a mess.  I depend on people for happiness rather than being happy about myself.

But with anything, when there’s bad, there’s also good.  I am the girl who tries to make people laugh with really lame jokes.  I am always down for driving around and just enjoying quality time.  I’m always proud of my friends.  I suck at comforting people, but I’m always a shoulder to cry on.  I am the girl who sticks around.

Mostly, I am just trying to make it in this world.  I want to be the girl who is remembered for being a good person.  I want to be a good person, love others with everything I’ve got, and help the people I care about.  I’m the girl who may not love herself, but I love others.  To me, there’s a lot of worst things you can be in this world. So here I am, just trying to the be the best version of myself. It may take time, but I’m on my way.