A lot of little things bother me. I wish I was a tomboy again because that was when I didn’t have insecurities. That’s when I would get dirty and play rough without caring if I get scarred up. I wouldn’t take more than an hour to get ready. Haw. But now I’m insecure about a lot. I take my time getting ready. I worry about what other people think of me. Someone please slap me out of this nightmare!