I have a confession to make: I am socially awkward.
I've always been shy and more into books than boy bands. Being naturally quiet and submissive doesn't help either. I care about fashion but I like to think that I have my own style. Using a Nokia instead of an iPhone makes me pitiable and means I can't be on Snap-chat, WhatsApp or Instagram 24/7.
I'm too skinny. I'm nerdy. I'm weird. I don't have many friends. I have a short temper. I never talk and have tiny little eyes that follow you around the room. I have a bad habit of playing with my hair or pushing my glasses up my nose when I'm nervous and I'm constantly fiddling with my hands.
But really, I'm just like everyone else. Nobody is flawless and everybody makes mistakes. No matter how "popular" you might seem, deep down inside you are probably just as scared about making new friends as I am. Or maybe you hate sports and couldn't catch a ball if your life depended on it.
Basically, no matter how much you improve in life you can never be perfect. I am covered with flaws, filled to the brim with goals to set and areas to improve in.
But you know what? I'm a human, and I'm okay with that.