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Baby girl, Don't: Let her get the best of you. Let her see you cry. Give her your emotions. They're too heavy for her fragile pride. Ask her to be yours. Let her take anything else from you. You're not a tree. Give her any ammunition to hurt you. Be afraid. Do: Treat yourself with respect. Talk to anyone without fear of scorn. Make your own decisions. Love yourself. Begin to feel comfortable doing what you love. Ignite that passion again. Feel whole, alone.
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Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 4:48 PM UTC
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Baby girl, Don't: Let her get the best of you. Let her see you cry. Give her your emotions. They're too heavy for her fragile pride. Ask her to be yours. Let her take anything else from you. You're not a tree. Give her any ammunition to hurt you. Be afraid. Do: Treat yourself with respect. Talk to anyone without fear of scorn. Make your own decisions. Love yourself. Begin to feel comfortable doing what you love. Ignite that passion again. Feel whole, alone.
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29/Non-binary/Oregon
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 4:48 PM UTC
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