That girl up there? That’s me, laughing and smiling and happy because I’m helping my roommate with her homework. I’ve been through a lot in my life, more than I’m willing to write here for everyone to see; I still haven’t come to terms with it all. I’ve been called more names than you can count, been treated like a piece of meat, been stared at because I have a passion for English and Grammar. I don’t care. And neither should you.
So many people here write about their own stories; they write about what they used to dislike about themselves and how they’ve overcome that. I’m not here to do that, not today.
I want to give you all a message. I hope you’ll listen, because it’s a very important one:
Do whatever you want. People are going to judge you whether you’re small or large, short or tall. They’re going to judge you if you wear something cute or if you wear something simple. They’re going to judge you if you wear makeup and if you don’t. They’re going to judge you based on your hair colour, your skin colour, and your eye colour. They’re going to judge you on the number of boyfriends or girlfriends you’ve had. They’re going to judge you if you have sex and they’re going to judge you if you don’t. You’ll be judged for being too smart, not smart enough, too pretty, not pretty enough, too thin, not thin enough, etc, etc, etc.
So fuck them, literally if you want, figuratively if you don’t.
They don’t matter. I don’t matter. Your parents and siblings and grandparents and teachers and friends don’t matter, not in this. All that matters, all that ever will matter, is you.
So love yourself, because no one else matters, anyway.
