Questions That Kept Me Up at Night

by Estherine Morgan

 

Am I the only one who ever sat and thought about the decisions I’ve made that were based on the comments or laughs from others?

Was I the only one to immediately regret them, and take years to turn the regret into fuel for my newfound confidence?

 

Am I the only one with an elementary school picture day hairstyle that I was looking forward to having for the first time, but it somehow turned out nothing like I imagined?

Did anyone else hate it for years, but eventually realize how brave they were for doing something new that they really wanted to do?

Am I the only one who has ever had someone I was interested in romantically tell me they only liked my hair in certain styles because the other ones made me look too (insert word that is basically equivalent to better than them)?

Who else is glad to have that negativity out of their lives? Can’t dull my shine!

 

Am I the only one who ever changed their hair texture and color to be more liked by people, or more like someone else that was/is more liked by others?

Did anyone else realize the value in being yourself with what you naturally have? Everyone has a signature style that makes them unique.

I can’t be the only one who sees that while it does feel nice to be liked by others, it feels much better to be any version of me that just makes me happy.