Here is the truth. I'm afraid you will judge me. Yes, you. I'm afraid you'll judge my posts, my pictures, my words. I'm afraid you'll judge my life and my decisions. I'm afraid you'll judge me for who I am or who I want to be. Lately, I've realized that most of my actions are dictated by what I think other people might think of me. I'm scared, so scared. I've always been a people pleaser and I always want everyone to like me. I'm always afraid of sharing my heart or stepping out because what if someone thinks I'm odd or weird or stupid? What if someone puts a mental post-it-note on me in their mind and it reads "Crazy girl", "just trying to be cool", or something worse. Truth is, though, I can't please everyone and I can't let the worry of other people's thoughts about me dictate what I do and what I say. Yes, I'm a messy, emotional, almost 20 year-old coffee addict who has this dream of being a writer and traveling the world someday. I might be going to a small college and I might still be living at home with my mom, but that's ok. It works for me. I'm alive and happy and I have realized how freeing it is when I live my life free from the worry of what others think of me. So here I am, the messiest mess you'll ever get (because my name is literally mess if you didn't know that). This is the real, honest me. Take it or leave it.