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i've been thinking. about myself. about how i think, look, the things i say. i used to be so...hard on myself. disgusted at everything i did and everything i had. my hair, lips, eyes, skin. i feel like somehow it's all turned around. i used to feel as if i was under some sort of control...a robot that could never have positive thoughts. i needed a guy to say that he "liked" me so i could feel pretty. it hasn't happened as of yet, but i feel....dare i say, pretty. even though i'm 30 pounds overweight (ehhh...a tinge of negativity?), i think i'm, as my mother has said, "a blossoming rose". i think maybe it's because i'm growing up. i'm not depending on what others say about me. i don't feel as if everyone's looking at me, their field of vision permanently locked on me, i don't feel like a target. i feel free.