Growing Pains

Sometimes, you don't know which direction you're heading until someone steps in and lets you know. And all I can do is say thank you....

I was that kid that grew up with no one my age besides the kids at school. But I was never really in to hanging out with them. Having no where to really fit in, I grew up fast. I learned responsibility at a very young age, among other things. As I reflect, nothing's really changed. To make a long story short, I'll never be one of the guys, and I'll always be the little sister with the girls.

Over the good part of a year, I've changed. I mean, I guess I knew I'd changed; I just didn't really know how. But my eyes have opened a little, and I see the image I have created for myself. I'd like to hope that I'm a good person, and I have the best of intentions. I don't mean to come off as rude or insensitive, or even stuck-up. I don't want to be that kind of person. Maybe it's my age, maybe it's growing pains, maybe it's a shift of my personality as a whole. I don't know. All I know is that I want to do better. I don't want people's perceptions of me to obstruct a view of the real me.

I guess I just want to say "I'm Sorry" to those I've mistreated. And I'm also sorry if I've been too much, in general. I don't really know how to tell everyone that, but I hope I can show it. And I hope time can heal and bring things back to the way they were.

I'm going to create a better version of myself.