zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I remember when I was young. I had a really hard time in school because my parents were poor and couldn't afford to buy me proper clothes. They dressed me up in hand-me-downs from my cousins, which made me feel really self-conscious. But that didn't stop me from working hard and trying my best.
My parents got divorced when I was 16, so we had to move into a small apartment in the city. My mom started working double shifts just to make ends meet, but it was tough. We struggled financially and socially because people in our neighborhood would often make fun of us for being poor. It took me a long time to realize that other people's opinions didn't matter.
Despite all this, I had one teacher who believed in me - Mrs. Park. She saw something in me that no one else did and encouraged me to pursue my dreams even when it seemed impossible. That's why I became a teacher myself, so I could make a difference in someone's life like she made mine. But even now as an adult, I still struggle with feelings of insecurity and self-doubt.
I have many insecurities about my body. My breasts are too big, they get in the way when I teach. My hips are curvy, but not in the right places. And don't even get me started on my hair - it's always falling out of its ponytail and getting tangled up with my chalkboard markers. But I try to focus on the
