Being Comfortable in Your Own Skin

Near the end of elementary school I won the worst prize in my life: a pair of glasses straps/cords. My friends told me they were cool, but they were not. I had two different kinds: a red pair with basketballs and a green pair with soccer balls; I wore them at the front end of my glasses. They were a part of my every day appearance until the beginning of middle school when I became an easy target to be made fun of and picked on. I had glasses, braces, glasses straps, acne, and was pretty nerdy and quirky, not the greatest combination to become cool and the most popular in your school! Why do I start there? For a lot of my life I’ve felt uncomfortable in my own skin. It's kind of a weird phrase when you think about it. It implies that you are something more than what others can see on the outside, your skin. I was made fun of and picked on in elementary school and middle school. In first grade I even tried to change my name ...