From growing up as a toddler, to being a teenager and then a young adult, growing up to stand strong and say, “I know myself, I’m strong, different and happy. I accept myself.” I’m not the only one; there are many people I can relate to.

I had it tough growing up. I didn’t fit in anywhere – I still don’t. I found it difficult being around other children at school and would cry to my parents about it everyday when I came home from school. I thought that crying would help but it didn’t. I became older and I came to accept my defferences and descovered my own talents. I knew what the things were that I loved and what type of people I attracted and was attracted to. Even my different sense of style helped me to connect with people similar to myself. I came to a poin where I made peace with myself.

Now, I know that I’m different to all the other girls; I just prefer my peace and quiet. I’m getting older each and every day. I’m noticing more opportunities and discovering more of myself and how I’m supposed to be, which is good for me – I want to be that person.

I’m proud enough to say, “I’m different and happy.” I may not be perfect; I make mistakes too and I have flaws. I know some things about myself and I’m willing to grow up and discover other things about myself. I’m OK with that.