Now You Did It

Dear Diary,

Of my 21- No, 22 years of life I've always felt like I didn't fit in. I wasn't handsome enough. I wasn't light enough. I wasn't popular. I wasn't all that athletic and though I was in band and theater in high school, I wasn't the best at being musically talented and I was a sub par actor.
I've made many mistakes in my life. Ones that I both regret and not regret. Some that I will make again and some that I will never make again. But like most humans. I learned. I learned to grow up. I've learned to get a better understanding in life. I've learned that every action has a reaction. I've learned that not everything deserves my attention. I've also learned what stupidly is. But mostly I've learned to love myself for who I am and what I am. I learned what actual love is.
Along my journey to self discovery and self preservation, I've stepped on a few toes. Toes that shouldn't have been stepped on and hands that shouldn't have been bitten. I've hurt some feelings, feelings that should've never been hurt... Here is my story