Where has the time gone?

It seems like just yesterday I was coming home from a rough day in the third grade

Here I am now and I think I like who I see in myself

In my years I have overcome. 

I aM an OVercomEr

In middle school: Anerexia was the love of my life. I craved being thin and people telling me I was thin. 

My body image and more importantly my self image were restored. I began to love who I am. I overcame anorexia.

In junior high: Self harm was the escape I gave myelf. Those girls were so cruel to me. I thought that was my only way out.

I was wrong. My scars are everpresent and I wish they weren't there. But I overcame the depression and evil that led me to bleed.

In high school: That boy was my drug. I surrounded myself with him. He became my world and I lost sight of myself..

BUT I got rid of him and grew up.

I found who I am. I stopped searching for my momentary pleasures. I became who I was meant to be through all of this.

I grew up and now I'm happy