'I've come out of my shell'

I didn't think I was cool enough to notice or talk to. That was my view of myself. As with most of the kids my age, what other people thought about you was so important. And at Medfield High School, in Massachusetts, where I graduated, we were no different. Those last three years of high school weren't easy ones, but through some tough experiences—and a lot of prayer—I grew more confident and came to appreciate myself. 

At one point, I was the biggest girl on our high-school cheerleading squad. There were girls on the team who were thinner and shorter, who just didn't understand what I was doing there. Fortunately, our coach was more interested in what you could do than in what you looked like or how much you weighed.

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