Leah

Who am I?
This is a question I have simply never struggled with. I come with the fortune of knowing exactly who I am, and exactly what I stand for. I travel through my perceived world as I am, imperfect in many ways, but never delusional; never creating any fabrication of my sense of self. I wish I knew how I have automatically known my morals, my knowledge of self and character, so I could share it. It's often very convenient, never having to worry about such a huge question for people my age, but it also feels as though I've missed a heavy tradition carried on for centuries by teenagers who question their lives. This omittance has led to some crucial points in my life. Knowing your flaws can be dangerous, and I often get self-conscious and depressed when I see my more serious imperfections come out. I was also bullied in middle school and called a "freak" and "weirdo" and countless other names for openly expressing myself as a feminist and queer activist. These are two causes that I always knew I stood for, whereas my peers were unsure and still figuring out who they were. When I got to Waynflete, this all stopped. In many ways, Waynflete saved me. I am so thankful to be in the healthy place I am in now, physically and emotionally.