Some mornings I wake up and feel like a stranger in my own skin
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I know, I usually sound all confident and glowy... but yeah, I have those mornings too.
I look in the mirror and itโs like โ โwho even is that?โ
So I donโt rush. I donโt scroll. I donโt fix anything.
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I just sit there. Strip down. Let the light hit me.
Fingers over my collarbones, hips, thighsโฆ breathing.
And I tell myself โ this is still me. Iโm still here ๐
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Weirdly, it always brings me back. Stronger.
Maybe someday youโll see me like that โ raw, quiet, real.