You might not know this about me, but I've struggled with self-love for years. I think the moment I've hit puberty, was the moment when I realized that I could be a better version of myself than I already was. Hidden behind my sunny disposition were dark clouds of insecurities and low self-esteem. I've never told my friends anything, because I've wanted to "at least appear confident," while deep down I've felt unworthy and inadequate. Middle school and high school years were a period when I've hit an all-time low.