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Jul 2016
She grew her auburn hair long, like a waterfall down her back.
She had dreams that it would mean so much more.

While her hair was truly lovely, she still felt inadequate among the crowd.

Her weight was more than she could stand and she felt her age creeping up on her.

What she sees with her striking hazel eyes is shame mixed with the years of pain she had to endure.

Perhaps if the day would come when she would feel beautiful once again, she could let go of all that has held her back.

Her loving husband found her beautiful, but she never
felt she deserved the admiration.

During moments alone, she took a long look in the mirror and dissolved into tears.

Perhaps if she hadn't heard so much cruelty growing up, the negativity wouldn't be so easy to believe.

Deep down inside, she hated herself and her body
no matter what progress she made.

She was frightened there would never be acceptance, happiness...pride.

Maybe one day she could erase the pain of all those years, instead of collapsing under the shadow of fear.
Rebecca Lombardo
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Rebecca Lombardo  44/F/Michigan
(44/F/Michigan)   
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