“You’re stuck with it.” That’s what I heard the first time I opened up about my insecurities. She was right, I am stuck with it. But I’m glad because those insecurities “I’m stuck with,” are what makes me who I am today. It’s funny because the skin’s primary role is to protect the other organs and tissues in the body against physical damage, and instead the only thing I wanted to do is destroy it. I wanted to rip out the only thing protecting my inside. In a way my skin also ended up protecting me from emotional damage too. Remembering all the moments I have lived and emotions I have felt, I learned that my power comes from accepting my insecurities, living with them, and learning wisely who I choose to open up to. In this painting you can see the girl holding her stomach, her skin, and being unsure of it, you can see all the emotion I felt when I was going through this.