A chunk of my life has involved acting as though I was someone I was not. I was always putting on an act to please some else; trying to be like someone else to fit in. My middle school years were my toughest years because I was trying to find myself.

In middle school I wanted so badly to fit in. I had just moved from my house in Fullerton and moved forty0five minutes away to San Juan Capistrano. Walking through the halls of my new school during break or lunch I was constantly laughed at for being the "new girl." Brittney, the most popular girl in school was the one everyone wanted to be like or be friends with; including me. If I was cool then she would be my friend. I used to sit on the bench by myself wishing I could be friends with...