It's crazy how much time we spend worried about what others think.

At the end of the day, our lives are for nobody else but us, and that's something we can't lose sight of.

I grew up in Cincinnati, Ohio, and from the day I moved away, I've wondered what it would be like to go back and continue my life that I escaped from. I felt like it was a chapter of my life I never finished.

However, after being in Florida for over five years, I wonder if the chapter was never meant to be finished. Because I honestly believe that where I am now is magical. And I wouldn't give it up for anything.

I have gone through many phases in my life.

I've been popular, I've been the outcast and I've been unwritten. I've been seen and I've been invisible. I feel like my life experience is very unique, in a way that few can relate to.

And I'm OK with that.

In fact, I love it. I love that I've lived many lived bundled up into one life. It's something that has shaped into who I am today. I am strong, and I am resilient.

I have seen it all. I have heard it all. And most importantly, I have been it all.

I've reached the point in my life where I don't care about what other people think. I care about me. I care about what I think.

I'm far from perfect, but my life right now is close to it. And it's all due to the road I've taken on my journey here. The road that has taken many turns.

Now, as I prepare to start my adult life, the lessons I've learned couldn't be more beneficial. I thank everyone who has helped me get to where I am today. Because where I am right now is beautiful.

I've seen the flat land. I've seen the hills. And I've seen the bottom of the mountain.

I've been at the lowest of lows and the highest of highs.

The only way from here is to continue.

And I can't wait to see where this winding journey leads.