I started with low self-esteem and braces.
I started with a small group of friends, with no boys allowed.
I began to notice how I wasn't noticed.
I was background noise in a movie theater.
I was quiet and awkward.
I started with the chat room, talking to people who understood me.
I started with lying.
I started with bad grades and losing friends.
But I woke up.
I woke up from my haze, that sleepy and dreamy haze.
I snapped back to reality.
I fell in love- oh boy, did I fall.
I made my father cry because he just didn't understand, but I did.
I always thought something was wrong with me, but then I realized that I was never wrong.
I'm strong. I'm respectful. I'm worthy of being alive. I'm worthy of being in love.
I'm worthy of all the great things in the world.
I will never let anyone hurt me like that again because I am worthy of greatness.
I started, and I intend to finish.