And then one day I stopped listening to what everyone else thought, and started listening to what I thought.

Somewhere sitting in the mix, was the truth: I don’t hate myself. Quite the opposite, in fact; I think I’m awesome. [Cue barrage of thoughts with the goal of proving otherwise.]

A seed, not yet sprouted, but very thirsty for water and air–for life.

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