When I was still going through puberty, I realized how my friends were changing and becoming really pretty while I was turning into a hideous monster with pimples and I was not loved by people as much as them.

Now I am with a person who loves the person that is me, with or without pimples, but most of all he is teaching me to love the me that is growing and maturing.

Someday I hope to be someone’s pillar of strength. I hope to be an assertive person who is able to face their challenges head on, but most of all I want to let people know that you do not need a person’s love to love yourself.