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What is it about ourselves that we are afraid to accept/believe/admit?
Exploring the notion that our "selves" are often not easily rectified.
Whether it's our opinions of who we are that don't make sense at the same time (how can we love ourselves yet hate things about ourselves at the same time?). Why do we see ourselves one way yet others see us differently? Why don't we see what others see about us? How can we blend all these different pieces of self into one cohesive unit... and is that even POSSIBLE?
Today, I am filled with the sun's glow. My shadows slink closer together. Behind my back, hold hands. Maybe they're trying to tell me something. Maybe, some day, I'll lis...