after an unfortunate experience with the public of my highschool at a certain important football game.
i got extremely jealous of everyone in the world.
because everyone in the world was there.
with their.
perfect gorgeous boyfriend.
and their perfect gorgeous friends.
and i was there with no one.
and i felt very alone.
and i came home and cried.
my mom told me.
“you have to stop thinking ‘they wont like me’ because they WILL like you.”
and i guess i never knew that that’s why i was so shy around boys and girls. because it’s true. i automatically think people are too good for me.
or i’m not good enough. they won’t like me. they think i’m nasty.
i have to stop thinking that way.
maybe they will like me.
