When I was little, I looked up to my Dad. As all young children do, I never really saw my parents show any emotion growing up other than when they would discipline me.

But, I swear, when I was little, I thought my Dad was Superman. He was from Texas, Ex-Military, and current Police Officer. He was literally the best role model, any boy could have. I still to this day aspire to be half the father he was. In my mind, nothing could hurt him, he was Superman.

As I got older, I began to see my parents more clearly, and I figured out they do have more emotions than just happy and mad. I slowly saw more in my parents and it brought us all closer together.

I would always remember how much I wanted to be like my Dad and provide for my own family someday, but I constantly felt myself struggling with classes, my health and weight, my future and of course my own emotions.

As I began my first year of college, I constantly found myself sad and lonely. Yearning for something to do with my life just to get me out of my room. I would constantly think, in the future, this will all get better.

This will all get better.

Somehow, this will all be different, and these feelings of loneliness and sadness will all disappear.

It took a lot of self-reflection, but I had to ultimately tell myself, not even Superman was perfect. Superman had his flaws and struggles during his life. He fell in love with Lois Lane, was scared for his life, and even had his own weakness. Nobody is perfect,

We don't all have 6-packs, flowing hair, and bulging muscles, and that's okay.

It's okay to have imperfections, and struggles, it may not always seem that way, but you will be okay.

It's okay to not be Superman.