The Adventures of a Uniphant

I suppose I really should explain why my unicorn is an elephant, huh? When I was little I had this wallpaper trim in my room that had elephants on it. Every night before bed, my parents would have to come into my room and clap to wake up my magical elephants that would scare the monsters away and protect me while I slept. Since that point, elephants have been special to me and as I get older they are just as important.

So with the time since my last post I've slowly been finding out more about myself. Something I very recently realized about my tattoo, I feel more attached to it when I'm stressed out. Maybe like when I was younger I'm relying on it to protect me from the monsters. My monsters are very different now than just a noise I hear coming from the dark at night, of course. Some believe that monsters don't exist as a way to not fear them in that form, but truth is they're still there, we just don't see them the same way. Our monsters are our fears. Going to a new school and make new friends. Trying to get into the college of your dreams to pursue the career you want. Asking out that special someone. The previous alone isn't scary really, it's the fear of failing. Many of us have a fear of the unknown as well. What if no one wants to talk to me? What if I don't pass? What if they don't like me? What if I get hurt? What if people think I look funny? Wha...