As a girl, I grew up with insecurities in my main plate.
Insecurities for my darker skin complexion, amongst my fairer skin oriental looking family.
Insecurities for my big-fairy ears, friends in elementary school made fun of it a lot.
Insecurities for my thick lips, that father's side family made it kind of big joke.
It affects me somehow as a woman. Now that they don't make it as a big deal because things are changing. They see me now with my achievements. They said I'm growing up to be a pretty woman.
Still, it affects me deep down.
I keep on comparing myself.
I feel like competing with other potential woman that my crush might like.
It's all in my mind.
Insecurities is like shadow, it walks with me.
Every single day.