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I must view none of this as a mistake. No matter how much I writhe to think on it, it must all seem as part of my plan.
I must not dwell on the mistakes that have been made, nor the feelings I do not understand.
I have worked too long and hard to build myself up, again. I have only just recently become a properly functioning human being, again. It will be so hard to become that again.
I feel as though my seams are coming undone, so I must sew them. I must not see it as damage, but as a means of growing.
We are all beautiful.
We all deserve love.
We all make mistakes.
We all have flaws, and that is what makes us who we are.
We are strong enough to conquer.
Battles lost will help us or another close to us grow.
I must not dwell on the mistakes that have been made, nor the feelings I do not understand.
I have worked too long and hard to build myself up, again. I have only just recently become a properly functioning human being, again. It will be so hard to become that again.
I feel as though my seams are coming undone, so I must sew them. I must not see it as damage, but as a means of growing.
We are all beautiful.
We all deserve love.
We all make mistakes.
We all have flaws, and that is what makes us who we are.
We are strong enough to conquer.
Battles lost will help us or another close to us grow.