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Oct 2018
I often worry about what others think.
Their empty words weigh down my thoughts.
They haunt me.
The words cause an imbalance and then I find myself getting lost in a hurricane of thoughts and criticisms.
How did I get here?
When someone no longer benefits your growth their opinion no longer matters.
I’ll say that again When someone no longer benefits your growth their opinion no longer matters.
The statement is freeing.
Though how much It frees you depends on the faith you have in the statement.
I am not vain, I am confident.
I am not cocky, I am sure of my abilities.
I am not immature, I am my own person!
Unfinished
Written by
Thegirlnextdoor2  19/F
(19/F)   
125
   Elizabeth C
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