Story of my life.

Make up for many people has not been what it seems overtime. For some it is an trap and for others its and escape. I wanted to be someone special in life. Someone everyone could relate to, Someone everyone could love no matter her flaws. I hated myself and struggled with depression and low-self esteem. At the age of twelve I began wearing make up. Turned sour pretty quick. After that first ''fix'' of make up I was never the same. This is my moral. the story of my life and strange addiction and also the struggles that came with it.