Finding me.

As you may or may not know, I am now a week into my sophmore year of high school. And to be honest, I am in a way relieved that summer is gone. It was quite a boring few months, minus a few excursions like New York, and well, that's really it. The rest of my summer was jam packed with tv watching and couch sitting and surprisingly few sleepovers with my best friends.
But the shiny new school is a slight different story. As corny as it sounds, I can honest say I'm beginning to find out who I am. I'm becoming secure with who I am and what I have to offer people. Even the way I look, which sort of was an area in which I slightly self conscious about, I am becoming to realize that I am beautiful. Like I said, very corny. But when you've gone through points where you look in the mirror and cry at what you see, this feeling is unreal.
In the mornings when I'm getting ready, I'm not longer thinking about what other people will think about what I choose to wear that day. I'm dressing for me. I feel like I'm starting to see that I'm perfect just the way I am. Flaws and all. And Im embracing me with open arms.
I cannot begin to describe how elated this makes me. Finally expressing who I am, and not caring what others think.
Corny entry, but guess what?
I don't care.

Much love,
A happier Jane Doe.