I think I was so used to never being seen or remembered. So used to being a background person, that when someone I barely knew talked about me I was surprised. I was amazed at how I could be seen through this persons eyes and remembered. Amazed that I didn't blend so much into the background at that point in time or at least to that one person, that I was seen. Seen as myself.

And maybe that's why I get uncomfortable when people compliment me. Or talk to me instead of my friends. And maybe that's why I avoid conversations about me. Because I was always in the background. A second choice. And once someone finally noticed me and saw me for me, I was confused because I don't think I've ever really seen me. 

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I'm just a small town girl who can't really write but pretended she can. I most likely won't update my books. I try but I get bored quite easily. Also I absolutely lie to read and listen to music so recommendations on anything are greatly appreciated.