You Don't Know Me
Before you take one look at me and judge me by what you see honey... open your eyes. Just because I'm quiet at first, doesn't mean I'm stuck up. Just because I have a "pretty face" doesn't mean that I'm a snob.
Personality goes much deeper.
I was quiet because as a child, I never stayed in one place. I struggled all my life, never had a stable environment, never stayed in a school for more than a year, so I went against making close friends. I figured... I'm moving next year anyway, I guess it'll be a new me.
Every time I moved, I dared myself to "reinvent", but ended up being the same girl that was quiet and people thought of as shy... most saying I was stuck up. In reality, I wasn't stuck up, I wanted friends, I wanted to be in that "popular clique", but because of my "shyness" and inability to trust people and let them get close to me... I was considered that "lame girl with a pretty face that never wore trendy clothes".
Like I said... I was struggling, lived in 3 shelters for a while, the worse having to share a bunk bed with total strangers, a big room consisting of almost 50 beds. Most of my clothes came from Value Village and other local thrift stores.
My mother never gave up, she was a single mother, a super woman and my respect for her goes beyond words. I know people who's parents gave up, became accustomed to that street drug, didn't give a da** about their kids, but not my mother. She never touched that stuff, worked several jobs at a time, just to make sure her babies had food in their mouths and some warm clothes to wear in the winter. Because of her, I never gave up, I never stopped dreaming, I never stopped believing in myself. Since college, I no longer move around, I'm no longer shy, I no longer have deep trusting issues, I no longer love the idea of constant change and the "attempt" to reinvent myself (though it's never worked, I was still the same o same LOL)... I've grown to be a better woman. A strong woman.
I can't believe I'm saying all this in a public blog, but it's gotta be told. I can't stand when people judge you when they know nothing about you... it's not far. Take the time to get to know a person, find out their "life story". You'll be surprised as to why people are the way that they are.