When I was in school I wanted to be popular. I longed to be the girl who all the boys wanted to date and the girl that all the other girls wanted to be like.
But my phone did not ring nonstop and boys did not want to go out with me. It made me wonder if there was something wrong with me. Maybe it was my looks, maybe it was my personality, maybe my clothes. When you are young this is a big deal. Being liked is important.
Though I wanted to be popular and I wondered what I needed to do to change things. But I never really did much like try too hard to hang out with people. Instead I focused on my sports and my school. They were good distractions even though the thought stayed in the back of my mind.
Today I am satisfied with my life. And I find that I am still not popular in the traditional sense of the word. Even so, I am fulfilled and I am happy.