Diary Of A Sheltered Student

Part 1: Hello!

Before I get into the real talk, let's have a bit of context.

I grew up in a very Christian household. I went to church every Sunday morning, even as a kid I was very involved in church life. A lot of the people there were like a second family, some of them still are.

As I was growing up through school I struggled- I changed schools in year 8 (don't know what that translates to for Americans) because of a certain boy who wouldn't leave me alone, and wouldn't stop touching me. Whoa getting into the hard stuff already, whoops. I'll come back to this later on.

So I moved schools, and I found it hard to fit in. I actually didn't have a best friend until I was 17. She's still my best friend now (I'm 22). I always felt like I was that annoying friend, the clingy one who always needed to be invited and was desperate for people to like her. I was pathetic. It was probably a deep rooted thing that has some greater meaning, but I just look back and cringe. If you saw me, you would have cringed too.

One thing that stayed a common theme for me was music- they were always the lessons I looked forward to the most, the only ones I felt comfortable in. My whole family is musical so I guess I got that from there.

So..... my love life. What love life? I was hopeless. Pathetic (whoop there's that word again). I was the kid who always needed a crush. I felt lost if I didn't have someone to get nervous to talk to, or not-so-subtly brush past in the hall. It was tragic. I was so obsessed with reading books and watching shows about all these romantic people, and everyone around me was getting to experience it. Everyone but me, because I was the weird Christian girl who no one wants to be near. I came to terms with that, eventually. Until I got older and I threw it all out the window.

Let's get on to that part shall we?