Don't judge my story by the chapter you walked in on. #speaklife I feel this all the time, nearly every day. When I was a little kid, I didn't want to talk to anyone, didn't want them to talk to me. I built a wall, and everything on my face turned into a frown. I hid under tables to get away from people. Now, the people who knew me then like to joke about how I hid under tables all the time, how I always frowned. That's not me anymore. Heh, that's just not me.