I have some more facts about my life. I’m not too fond of telling this story, but at the time, I liked someone. I don’t want to reveal his name, but I basically liked him to the point where I got physically sick over him. I was sixteen at the time this happened. I went from wondering what was wrong with me to eventually getting over my “sickness”. To sum it up, I went from finding nothing wrong with me medically, to having to get over my personal issues mentally, and eventually, I found peace with myself. I got over the guy, too. I graduated from high school, got cum laude, and I received special honors in Italian.

Looking back on this time in my life, I’ve realized that I don’t have to change for anyone. If I’m shy, I’m shy. I’m naturally introverted. I have done better socializing. At this point in my life, I want to focus on being an actor or a writer, traveling, and basically doing what I was meant to do on Earth. Everyone is free to ask me anything. I know you wouldn’t normally expect a story like this, but this is my (shortened) version of what has happened so far. That is my truth.