Self Discovery
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Seeing myself has become strange recently, and that strangeness keeps me from executing series ideas I was excited for. Ghosts swirl within my chest down to my stomach with each glance at myself — mirrors, cameras, recent selfies next to old ones. Since childhood, I’ve known the waltz between self-love and self-hatred, long strides alternating…
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Growing up, lack of self-confidence meant grabbing whatever would fit, generally stylish or otherwise. Jeans, band tees, and sweatshirts disguised rolls and lumps that subjected me to pushes down stairs or into lockers. Less access and low self-esteem made me bury myself externally and internally. Since I didn’t order online, my only options were JCPenney,…
