Insecure (Not Finished)

Who I Am?

     My name is Diamonte Verde. I am 13 years old, and recently discovered i am insecure . All my life I was confident or at least thought I was. I never really knew what it meant to be insecure until i put the puzzle pieces together.

      I used to think insecure was another word for a bully, I never took the time to identify it's true meaning. It was maybe 2 to 3 years ago when I learned what insecure meant and realized that I was insecure. I was blinded by what I wanted to believe and not what was actually true. Maybe once in a while I would joke around and call my self fat, talk about my complexion, and how pretty I was. I used to always think I was beautiful and didn't care about anyone said. I was comfortable with who I was. All though I was always thicker than others I would remind myself that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes.

      All this confidence was washed away when I finally took a good look in the mirror. I started to listening to what people would say about me. I started caring more about opinions. I was letting the thoughts of others control me. I didn't know who I was. All i knew was that I wanted to be accepted by everyone, I wanted all the devouring judgments to be flattering compliments. I was willing to do anything to become someone beautiful and breath taking because at this point I didn't know who i was.