Do you ever feel like you’re just helpless to everyone and you don’t know what to do about it? At the age of fourteen, I did. I used to always cover my face with make-up to look pretty, but it made me look so phony – and my dad used to tell me I was beautiful with no makeup whatsoever. I didn’t believe him because I had this emotional break down about my own low self-esteem when I looked at other “cool” girls who had wavy hair when I had soft straight hair, their brown attractive eyes when I have blue eyes that water every time I apply eyeliner. It was insane how I always thought I wasn’t pretty; I realized I wasn’t doing anything to help the people in need. I could imagine thousands of poor people wanting the life I had and it got through to me because I knew that I wanted to raise donati
