The Bad:
My mother and her 'problem' always telling me I was worthless and would never become anything. My self-confidence dropped like a rock and I practically gave up in school.
My sister for always being Miss Perfect and my parents expecting me to be just like her.
The good:
My ex of 3 years because he helped me realize what I really want in life, even with all the crap we went through. If it hadn't been for him, I wouldn't have gone to college.
My grandmother for teaching me that the color of another person's skin does not reflect the quality of what's in their heart.
My 7th grade math teacher for helping me realize that yes, I can do it, but I still hate math.
9th grade history teacher for being the nicest person I've ever known and for making history fun.
12th grade english teacher for being the PITA that she was. She's the only teacher that prepared me for college.
Finally, Mr. Bunny, for helping me realize that I have the potential to be someone and that success isn't defined by a piece of paper hanging on my wall. My notion of success is being everything my mother was not... so far I'm halfway there
