Yesterday we went out to my aunt’s birthday dinner. Ever since I was young I was kind of the black sheep. Quiet, no one really talked to me anyways, and I dunno I just never really got close to or favorited by anyone.
As I grew older and controlled my anxiety and stuff, I can still hang out with them and enjoy myself, I realized there was nothing to fear because it’s family.
Being different isn’t a bad thing, letting it control you and being negative about it – that’s the bad thing. Embrace yourself, and flaunt yourself.