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wo left legs". I started getting stretch marks on them when I was Thirteen or so. From that moment on, I became acutely aware of every imperfection on my body, every deviation from what was deeme

pay attention to it and also get rid of my stretch marks. I started walking like my life depended on it(sobs). Yeah it actually did depend on it, I needed a cute statu

former. Of course, new students will come and few or none will leave. Half of my classmates le

and he was my first, I said to myself that I would act like I do not like anything that has to do with guys so that he would see me different from other girls who tried to talk to him.(funny). But on second thought, have I forgotten how much no one likes me in my class , even if he tries to talk

hind my back again. I knew they had already told them stuff about me again and of course no one wanted to talk to me anymore. Like, seriously, it was really getting frustra

ne was

my anger and sat

o myself while packing my bag, immediately I was done pack

where she was... "hey pretty boo, where are you? '' I said to her after she answered my call. "I'll be home soon my love, I rushed do

p first after showering then watch some sit

chat now. I was so happy, and then I started to chat. I greeted her first and she responded calmlyI explained everything, my pains and what had been going on in my life. She was really a good listener as she listened to every detail of my story. After fully explaining, she told me to take a deep breath first and then she started to type. It took a while and when the notification eventually popped up I clicked on the message and it read :"sweetheart, I want you to know that you are not alone. Sometimes, people struggle to understand each other. But it doesn't mean they hate you. You have a beautiful heart, for wanting to change to who they want you to be or always wanting to please them just to make friends, and it's okay to be different. And at the same time you might also need work on yourself, you might be doing something really wrong that you do not know about but trust me we can work together to help you find ways to express yourself better that make you feel good and understood. You are strong, and you have the power to grow into the amazing person you are meant to be''. She replied. As the therapist's words washed over me that day I had a glimmer of hope ignited within. For the first time what felt like forever, someone saw past the surface and acknowledged the struggle I'd been carrying. It was as if a lifeline had been thrown to me in the midst of a storm. For once I didn't feel entirely alone. The path ahead seemed daunting , I knew there was someone beside me, ready to guide me through the darkness. With a newfound determination, I whispered, "thank you, I'm ready to try and change whatever needs to be changed " I took a deep breath, the weig