A New Life

Being home-schooled my whole life, I had some doubts on ability to meet new people and fit in with the crowd. I wore hand-me-down clothes, limited exposure to popular media, and father suffering from a nervous break down and depression. Not a whole lot of positives on my side. I decided to keep a journal during this time but I only wrote about 3 entries (I thought it was dumb haha). We started attending church so I was able to meet people my own age. I went to youth group; man was I ever nervous the first night I went. Blue was my favourite colour and most of my wardrobe consisted of varying shades and patterns so I opted for my one coral shirt and black pants to wear. There was one girl who instantly befriended me since she was on the fringe of the group too. I enjoyed my night and my entire family came to pick me up, walking the dog.
I think I had hoped that we could start a new life there and that my parents' problems would disappear since they were living together again. I had hope.