In 2007...

It's so crazy to me thinking about how little I use to know. I am looking through pictures circa 2007 and all I can do is shake my head at my past self. Granted, I need to cut my past self some slack given the circumstances of which I grew up.

It still makes embarrassed though...

In 2007...

• I had no sense of femininity
• I had nothing of substance to contribute to a conversation 
• I was socially awkward and super insecure
• I hadn't done enough living to fully develop likes and dislikes
• I was naive
• I was lost
• I was scared of disapproval and rejection
• I was scared of intimacy
• I had no voice 
• I had no clue how to use my passion as a means of productivity toward a realistic career
• I had no specific direction
• I let my anxiety take control of the wheel more times than I would hold the wheel and drive
• I didn't know there was such thing as public transportation
• I had yet to discover the beauty of culture
• I had yet to gain knowledge on subjects such as psychology, cultural anthropology, philosophy, literature, ethics, and religion
• I also knew very little about punctuation and proper grammar
• My past very much still haunted me affecting me in ways I wouldn't realize for another three years
• I looked for attention in all the wrong places

In 2013...

• I'm fuckin' fabulous