I’ve grown up my whole life thinking I’m not pretty and I’m okay with that because there are moments in time when I do realize that I am beautiful, but sometimes that comes from within for me, from what I pride myself in, and if that is not seen as art and beauty through others eyes like it is through mine I tend to get lost in that. Everything about my school situation affects me everyday in the way I look at things in a disappointing manner instead of optimistically and although everyone is always encouraging it’s hard for me to listen to that because I know myself. Gabriel, my boyfriend, is like a mirror of how I view myself and until now I felt like he was just mean most of the time, because I felt it okay for me to be hard on myself but no one else and he is very critic of me in the aspects that I am also critic for myself of. Yesterday I showed him my sketchbook which was weird for me to do but I did, and he saw my designs and said it was beautiful. I’ve heard things like that before from my designs by people peaking over my shoulders but to hear it from him it was honesty in a way I hadn’t heard before, and to know it came from the most blunt person I know made me smile.