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She wanted virtuous things for me. She wanted to heal my soul and help me believe in love again.
She wanted me to think, explore and consume the possibilities within me.
She wanted to show me that despite the fact we were from the margins of society at the time, we could achieve great things.
The brevity in her speech was intense. Her love for me had been there since childhood.
Her example of being a scholar was carried on her shoulders and beamed throughout her heart
It was a chance of a lifetime to study with her once again. The fact that our bodies had changed didn’t go unnoticed. And as usual, came the criticism underneath all that love. Why couldn’t I lose more weight and why couldn’t I find skincare products that actually did something for my skin. My appearance was too hard on her to take. She…
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