I’m not ashamed of myself; I am who I am. I’m awkward in social situations and talk too loudly. I laugh heartily. I think farts are funny, and sometimes I laugh so hard I can’t breathe. Sometimes in my effort to be true to myself I hurt people, or make them angry, or turn them off to me. I don’t like hurting people, but if me being me makes you uncomfortable that is out of my control. When I decide to change something about myself, it’s not to fit into your definition of “better”, it’s to fit into mine.