Who I really am

I felt like I was on top of the world. It was the beginning of my senior year in high school, and I had great friendships, an amazing boyfriend who saw me for who I truly am, parents who loved me, and teachers at school who supported me. 

But one day when looking in the mirror, I started noticing all my “flaws” and picking myself apart. I wished I looked like other girls.

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