We all have our awkward middle school years. Whether you were rocking high ponytails with big bows or studded belts from hot topic, you're embarrassed to look back at those photographs. At least, I know I am. I have even untagged myself from a few throwback photos from Facebook and Instagram. Middle school was a dark time for me, very dark. After losing my father I shut myself down from everyone and everything. I specifically remember hanging out with what some people would call the "emo kids." But, those "emo kids" have been my friends since day one and I wouldn't trade them for the world. Black was my favorite color and I truly hated the color pink. I remember my math teacher would print out worksheets in pink paper and would print me a special sheet in another color. Told you, it was pretty embarrassing that I could go that far to even touch a piece of paper.

Today, I couldn't be more different. I can't imagine being that same dark little girl I was in middle school. I am a happy person and I am comfortable with who I am. Plus, I like the color pink. I used to laugh at people who would wear boots and say, "I'll never wear boots." Six years later, I'm buying myself boots and a new outfit for the rodeo. I used to only listen to dark screaming music. Now, I am a happy music indie lover. If 11- to 13-year-old could see me now, I am positive I would hate myself. I would tell myself to go buy more black shirts and listen to some Devil Wears Prada.

Since middle school, I have swapped out all my black band t-shirts for maroon t-shirts to support Texas State University. I've switched from tight skinny jeans to shorts all day every day. I've stopped straightening my hair and using a butt load of black eyeliner. Now, I am a firm believer that natural hair and skin are the best way to go. However, there is one thing I have kept the same since middle school and that's my love for converse. I could not be more different from middle school me. If you were to put a side by side photo of me from middle school to now, you'll be in shock. Lucky for you, there is an embarrassing middle school picture of me below.

When you're younger, you're still trying to figure yourself out. We go through awkward phases and constantly try to fit in with a clique. Although I hate my middle school self, I'm happy I was able to learn who I truly was. It took me many years to become who I am today but, at least I found out. If you're like me and embarrassed to relive those awkward moments, just be happy for puberty and the development of our frontal lobe.