I am Elm.
I am too scared to ask for help when I need it.
I am the girl who has done some stupid things in the past, but doesn’t regret them.
I am somebody who takes an opportunity when it’s presented, or tries to.
I am starting to think of myself.
I am confused the majority of the time.
I am in a perpetual state of fear of what could happen.
I am trying not to judge people.
I am talking about myself, and finding it difficult.
I am trying to conquer my fears, as best I can.
I am someone who’s struggled with anger in the past.
I am honest, or I try to be.
I am the girl with a thousand different names.
I am never sure of what I want.
I am the girl who tries to always help people, even if that means neglecting my own life.
I am someone who refuses to take care of themselves because I think I don’t deserve it.
I am the girl who won’t let anyone take care of her, because they should be looking after themselves.
I am someone who doesn’t hate themselves, usually.
I am the sort of person who won’t stop until they break.
I am scared, but I am happy.
I am confused, but I’m coping.
I am telling the truth.
I am the girl who cannot be defined in a few words.
I am me.