Confidence.
A simple word but in practice, has such great magnitude on our lives.
I used to be confident I stress the word "used" that part of me died which sounds tragic and sad but to me its shameful because how can I let the words of people I don't even see anymore or talk to eat my confidence alive with no mercy. How can I let their venom corrode the part of me that I was truly proud of, ever since I was a kid I was confident in anything. I was confident in making friends, standing up in class or defending my friends from bullies everyone was aware of it some people loved it others envied it.
Being in a girl's school wasn't so bad I made sure to never compare myself to anyone but have fun was it a conscious effort? Nah it wasn't, it came naturally to me but at the age of 14-15 things changed the one feature of mine that I never noticed or even cared about, it was just seamlessly part of me became an enemy I resented it...... my forehead. Yes I know it sounds ridiculous but you don't understand I was teased in a 'friendly' manner in front of my science class by these girls who had insecurities of their own it got to me and how very sad that is.
I miss my confident self, the one with the easy smile the one who holds her head up high.
Now I'm just a girl who overthinks too much about things that shouldn't matter :(
