I still look in the mirror and get down on myself because of how much my physical appearance was altered. But I have accepted that It’s all a process and we are what we make of it.
I wanted to talk about it; I wanted to cry about it. I just couldn’t. I felt like a part of me that I never knew existed was taking over my life and I had nowhere and no one to turn to.
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