Do you ever just feel like you won't fit in?
I will share my story, leaving out some details.
Since day one, I was different than the rest of my siblings. They all had met my dad, he had been a dad to them. But to me, I didn't know him, never met him. He passed away before I was born. Not his fault. Then what became of my family moved to Florida from California. We lived there for not too long. Then we moved to Michigan. I grew up in a private school, set apart from some kids because I wanted to be the best. I wanted to do good in school, but I also struggled emotionally. I didn't know what it was like to have a dad when all the rest of the kids did. I felt like I was missing something. When my mom started dating this new guy and I got to meet him, I liked him a lot. But due to trauma that took place when I was 4 and trauma that took place from age 8 to age 12, I no longer could be like the rest of the kids. I didn't know how to be. In the fifth grade, I went to a public school. But even then, I wasn't like the rest of my peers. Things took place at that school in seventh grade and I went back to my old school for a year. For half the year, I wasn't accepted. Everyone else was a group and I wasn't included. But when ninth grade came, I truely believed that things would be different. A new start, a new school, and nobody knew my past or anything. Even now, those who think they know me the best, barely know me at all. As in shrek, I am like an anion, with several layers, each revealing more about me, even I do not know all them. Ninth grade was full of struggles as i tried to make friends, keep friends, and satisfy everyone's needs. I couldn't do it. Things started building, and before I knew it, I had a wall around me. It was bulit partially before, from trauma, and my past, but even my past caught up to me in my new school. Tenth grade came. That is where I am dwelling right now. This year has been the toughest battle yet. I lost friends who I thought were true friends, but truth comes out eventually. Then sent to a hospital for 2 weeks. I learned things about me that I didn't know before. I'm trying to find the spot where I fit it, but sometimes, I think some people were meant to stick out. Some people may not belong in one place, but in several places at once. With each thing that went on in my life, I learned something new. I'm still learning. So, purpose of this is to tell you that you do belong. But maybe not necessarily fit in. And that's okay. People do care about you when you don't believe it. But they do. So do it.

About Logan

How do you begin to describe oneself to others without them meeting you? Do you come across as conceited, or when you try to be honest, others disagree... So there is such thing as opinions when it comes to you. Others may not agree on your opinion of you, but they don't know you as well as you do. But your actions speak louder than words. So I may say I am one thing, and you may believe another. And with that thought, I shall try to be as honest about who i am and whatever else i choose to share.

My full name is Logan Kelli Williams. My hobbies are as follows; singing, dancing with the broom, drawing, art, crafts, running, sports, writing, photography, school, reading, day dreaming, talking to people, I enjoy helping others, gardening, bowling, walking, hanging out with friends, relaxing, playing cards, horse back riding, and going to the beach. These are some things that i enjoy doing, but they do not define me.

My character: I believe that I am kind, outgoing, athletic, smart, creative, and a leader. These are supported by people who have also said the same about me.

What goals I have in life: Have a successful career, be in shape, have a family, help others, and enjoy life to the fullest. Because we only have so long to live.

I have a big family which I love very much, and I have a dog named Kirby and a cat named Tanner.

REASON WHY I NAMED THIS BLOG NEVER GIVE UP

I have been through a lot in my short life. One thing that i have felt when the times get rough, and that is that suicide would be the answer. I felt that if I just gave up, I wouldn't have to suffer anymore. Life has gotten rough, but my family made me hold on, and worked to get past where I have been living for the past few years. I have lost a few friends to suicide, and I don't want to cause that pain to others. So, that means alot to me.

Okay, this is my first blog. i dont know how they work, but im excited for if anyone visits my blog! So, this blog is for anyone, what im hoping to be on this is quotes, ron pope, life lessons, jokes and anything like that! i hope you enjoy! ill tell a little bit about myself too! Feel free to comment and reply! thank you!