I cannot remember a time before the conditioning that it is my sole purpose on this planet as a female to be liked, understood, believed and approved of. Comfort was never a priority, only obedience. I've been picking at the locks of my shackles for around six years now, and as I pressed "publish" on that last essay, I finally freed myself once and for all.
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