I had never given myself the chance, the opportunity to be a good person. And to me, being a good person also accompanied the idea that I would be authentic to myself. Most of the time, I knew what I wanted, but didn’t know how to get to my end game.
Growing up, I had things done for me instead of doing things for myself so I think that was part of my problem. I was never forced into making my own luck and it was more obvious the older I got.
I now am determined to make my own luck and do my own thing. I want to make a difference and help improve lives. The lives around me, but my life as well. Good vibes beget good vibes, right? If I can help, I can inspire others to help as well. If I can inspire others to help, things might turn around for me. If I can empower myself, I can only hope to empower others.
As soon as my monologue was over, I knew I still didn’t believe it. I knew my classmates didn’t believe it either. Aaron was snoring in the back corner of the room. Honestly, I had started taking acting class so my peers would actually believe me when I told them the truth. But now that I was actually telling the truth, everyone believed me less than they did before. I knew exactly what lies to tell to get them to believe me.