At a young age, girls are taught that you must find love in order to live a happy and fulfilling life. So starting in about middle school girls start to go on a hunt for “the one.”

I am guilty of doing this as well. At about age 11 or 12 I started searching for THE guy.

Throughout middle school I never found a boy worth giving my time to or worth staying with. I tried as hard as I could to dress cute, do my hair, have clear skin and pretty makeup. I had to look my absolute best to find a boy to like me but with no avail.

The same traits continued on through high school. It started to become frustrating because I couldn’t find the love that had been engraved in my mind from childhood.

The summer before my senior year started and I became lazy at looking for “the one.” I stopped wearing makeup, wore clothes that were comfortable, let my hair stay in it’s natural curly state and was just me.

That’s when I met them.

It was completely unexpected.

They took my breath away.

I found the one.

From that moment on, when I looked in the mirror I knew it was more important to love myself than to love a boy.

They took my breathe away.

That morning when I looked in the mirror, I started to fall in love with myself.

That morning I realized the most important aspect of living a happy life is being happy with and loving who you are.

That morning, I found the one.

I found myself.