Jilly Bean,
Houston, TX

The blueprint for my life was etched from a very young age. I was told constantly by everyone that I was pretty and that I was funny. My sister on the other hand was told she was smart, intelligent, a genius. She was told that she was going to go so far in life. Me, I was just pretty and funny. When I didn’t do something well I would hear the comment, “well at least she is pretty”. That stayed with me, affected me, and shaped me. Making sure I was good at being pretty and funny was at the forefront of my being. It was an underlying trigger for my diagnosed ocd and anxiety. To this day the comments have not changed. Your so pretty, your so funny, your such a good cheerleader….. and so that is where my focus stays