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My Favorite You
I could have stayed there for the rest of my life.
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The Imposter Experience
My whole life, I’ve been waiting to be found out. Not discovered, like some pretty girl sitting at a soda fountain in Los Angeles, destined for stardom. No. Found out. Exposed for the imposter that I am. I expect to be grabbed by the elbow. “You don’t belong here! How did you get here? Get…
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Strong Personalities
Just the other day I got told I have a strong personality. I get that a lot. The observation usually comes from a man, and it’s not intended as a compliment. I’m also often told that I “speak my mind” or am “opinionated”. (Uh, isn’t that an opinion?) I can’t deny any of those descriptions.…
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You Are Already Enough
Dear You, I suspect no one has ever told you this, so I figured I would. You are already enough. You were just who you were supposed to be on the day you were born. I don’t know why people find it so hard to give compliments or encouragement. I really don’t know why so…
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The Cheerleaders in Your Life
Starting at around 7th grade, I developed a potent and bitter dislike of cheerleaders that lasted right on through my time at university. I would never have admitted this then, but I was jealous. They were all beautiful and thin and popular and coordinated and never seemed to get pimples, and knew how to wear…
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“You Are My Woman-Stash. More So than Mouse.”
When you love someone, it seems as though you develop your own special language. This language is full of cultural references, but they often spring from a culture of two. You can speak this language in the presence of others and no one else will understand. The more you do this, the more special you…
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Just Say Thank You!
“You’re really smart.” “Who, me? Nah…” That’s a typical scenario, probably happening a hundred thousand times across the country the very second you’re reading this. A lot of people are uncomfortable receiving compliments. Or they don’t think they deserve them. Or they think that accepting them will make them sound arrogant. Here’s the thing, though.…