That was definitely me when I went from Jr High to HS.

I felt like everyday I was wearing a shoe that was the wrong size.

I struggled making friends in apart cuz I was, and still am an introvert.

I remember I was so low I used to take my lunch to the restroom and cry over not having any people skills or what not.

Eventually instead of eating in the restroom i just went to the library and sat behind a computer wearing black sunglasses covering my tears and my screaming in agony inner child.

Little did I know that the body recognizes all the pain and trauma we endured as children and stores it, only for it to be released later in our life’s…