By Chloe St. Onge
I hated chocolate. Yet whenever I went out for dessert that is what I ordered. My friends always ordered chocolate and I followed suit to fit in. Growing up I looked for approval from my parents and peers. I was terrified by the fear of not fitting in and being rejected. On one level, conforming felt good. It was comfortable. On a deeper level, I knew it was not really me. But how do you go about discovering who you really are when you fear you are going to be judged?