I’ve Finally Accepted How To Become The Best Version Of Myself

When I was a child, a teacher yelled at me once, and I told my parents, who complained to the school. The teacher confronted me about me telling my parents and I kept it to myself. When I was a little older, a class bully used to steal my lunch, and I told my parents, who complained to the school. The bully told me that she would beat me up if I did that again, so I kept that to myself. I didn’t lose any sleep over those incidents.

When I was a teenager, my classmates called me a nerd and a teacher’s pet because academics was all I was good at. I wanted to be a cool kid, but it didn’t bother me much because I knew that I would be a grown-up soon and none of these things wouldn’t matter. Those days, I didn’t let external factors affect me mentally.

All I wanted to do was be an adult so I didn’t have to keep studying. Looking back, I think I was more self-assured as a child. Things were simple. I had a much better grasp of life. I remember saying that I didn’t want to learn too much because it would complicate life. I learned a lot from books, and I was content with life.

I was such a different person. I was myself when I was a child, but as I got older, I had this misconception that I had to be a certain type of person. That’s where I lost myself. I felt it was more important to fit in…