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Once upon a time, there was a girl who was not happy. She had family, and a good house, and all, but she hated her life. She went to school and felt awkward even around her own friends. She used to search for comfort in dancin and doin other things.
When she graduated from high school, she decided she'd enter uni and try leavin her past behind, use uni as a new begginin for tryin bein happier. Unfortunatelly, when she started to go to classes, she discovered that in her classroom was some of the poeple that used to bully her at high school so much. This made her insecure and to try keepin a bit away from the others, afraid of bein hurt again, specially when she discovered almost everyone there was close-minded and followed the bully.
She was very unhappy, and hated goin to uni, even if it was to study sumthin she wanted to. Slowly, she started feelin worse, cuz this time, she almost didnt even had friends in this new environment. She felt insecure about herself, and had a low self-esteem. From there, everythin started goin down for her; her grades, her interaction with people around her, she just hid behind her music, the only thing that made her feel safe.

As the situation continued, there was finally a moment when she couldnt hold on anymore, and she exploded, cryin and feelin miserable when she found out she was failin on school so bad, that she was gonna have to re-take the year. A nice lady came to her, she had always worried about her, and tried talkin to the girl, but she was too upset and scared. The lady tried to help her and sent her with someone else to talk to, someone who could listen to her, understand her and give her some advice, make her start believin in herself again.

The girl felt so bad, that agreed, even if she was scared and all she wanted was to dissapear, knowin that she was probably gonna dissapoint her parents. She was just glad her grandma wasnt alive anymore to see it, even if she loved her and missed her so much everyday.
She started visitin that person the lady recomended once every week. First, she felt unsure, and not so sure about trustin in him; she had the idea that if she trusted in him, in the end he was gonna hurt her, laugh at her or not understand her.

Luckily for her, that didnt happened.
She started feelin more comfortable when she found out that this man was actually gonna be like a friend and that he cared for her, and was there to help her. She visited that person for almost a year, and slowly a change started happenin in her.
As she felt more confident to talk, she started seein that maybe the world wasnt so bad as she had always felt. She started feelin more secure about herself, although she was still shy and prefered to be discrete, unless than being surrounded by people she really felt safe. Slowly but safely, the girl started leavin some of her fears behind, and started also to figure out who she was, at least a bit more. She understood that she wasnt the only one with problems, and that not all problems were her fault; that she couldnt change past as much as she wanted to, and that she couldnt change people either, just learn to deal with them. She learned also to speak for herself, and to not be scared to be herself, the unique person she was.

On the last visit to her friend, the girl felt sad. She knew she was better now, but it still felt sad to think that she was not gonna see him more. His job with her was done. She thanked him and cried, but this time, they were tears of sadness and happiness, and she knew things would be alright.
She said goodbye to him with a smile, feelin better with herself and thinkin on how much he had helped her. She knew she wasnt gonna be able to thank him enough for what he did to her...

Now, the girl is a whole different person. She's a bit more open to the others, and is not so afraid to be herself. She still hides sometimes behind her music, but also because she loves music, not just as a way to escaper from the world. Only when its too overwhelming.

That girl....that girl is me.
It was a long way to reach the point i am now, but i dont regret it anymore. It made me who i am...