Drafts

Since the day my younger brother was born I knew it was my job as an older sister to be his role model. Role model, someone you look up to, someone you're expected to be, someone that is the example for you to follow. And I have followed that guideline from the moment he took his first breath, until now. Throughout the years, my brother and I have been all through ups and downs. The fights, meltdowns, silent treatment. But also the inside jokes, and dress up, and all of ou

I heard someone say this in a TikTok video a while ago, and it really stuck with me this idea of don’t think less of yourself, think of yourself less. Insecurity gets confused with identity all the time. Everyone is insecure about something. That’s just part of being human. Maybe it’s your appearance. Maybe it’s your personality. Maybe it’s the way you act around different people, or the way you think everyone sees you. Everybody has something they wish they could change abo

You know, I’ve always had small friendship struggles. If you’ve read my past articles, they probably don’t seem that small. But at the end of the day, everyone has their own issues. And I’ve realized something. The more I focus on my own problems, the blurrier everyone else’s become. I spend so much time in my own head. Thinking about that one embarrassing moment in class. Thinking about how I need to get better at my sport. Thinking about my body, what I eat, how I look. Al

I think the whole dynamic of friendship is so weird. Because it controls you more than you want to admit. One small thing, one ignored message, one weird interaction, and suddenly it can seem like your whole world falls apart. Similar to when you get stung by a bee, the throbbing painful feeling that is sunken into you. And the worst part is, it’s not even about having a lot of friends. It’s about feeling like you belong somewhere. And I don’t. It feels like I’m always ther

Here I am again, same time of the week, same position, same shitty feeling. And what bothers me is they never seem to notice. I am never invited to any of the weekend plans. I always find myself in the same situation every weekend. Alone in my room, scrolling on social media, watching all my friends hangout without me. And I can’t help myself but to just cry. But whatever it is I try to ignore the feeling, making up stories in my mind finding excuses that my friends like me

Opinions had dictated my entire life. Even since I was a kid everyone’s opinion mattered. They had a say in what I wore, how I saw myself physically and mentally, what I ate, essentially my whole lifestyle. Whatever I did, every action, sport, things I posted, what I said, they all had a meaning, and a lot of thought went through it. And this is how I saw everyone from my perspective, people judging you, everything mattered, trying to be perfect, because if I didn’t think lik

I’ve had this awesome superpower ever since I was young where I could go into a room and just observing I could read everyone. The real life “Read the room”. Whether I had a friend or just alone, I would listen in and look around figuring out everyone's name, maybe where they are from, if they have friends or not, the popular kids and the weird ones. I saw it all. In my mind they all had pretty similar ways of acting, the popular kids would be loud, wear the same cool trendin