And not like in a cool James Dean way.
Or like Marlon Brando in that movie about the bikers taking over Hollister. Which actually is only about 35 or 40 miles from me.
It sucks but why fight it? I’m open to any suggestions. My sisters are so sick of me talking about confidence and “sticking up for myself” that they shut me up every time I say the words. I actually thought I could pull it off.