I am not an expert. I am not even close to being one on anything. I’m not even an expert on being afraid and full of anxiety. I am also not perfect. I don’t have the time to spend three hours on my clothes and make-up nor do I want to. I would love to go to work in jeans and a graphic tee any day. I have been an outcast and a misfit my whole life. My family members would say that I like to be a know-it-all, but truthfully, I don’t know much. I’m still learning- always learning. All I am is a real girl trying to find herself in this big lonely world.