Thank you guys for your comments. :) I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't like to use "suffering" to describe it.
While I was walking back from ballet today, in my tights and spandex shorts, hair in a bun, two girls waking behind me started talking. What I heard:
"Oh, I always see her... I want to take ballet."
"Mumble mumble mumble,"
"Mumble mumble... Good for her."
They continued their conversation. I have no idea if the second "her" they were referring to was me... I assumed that it was, and I assumed they said it because of how hideously fat I am.
What other reason could there possibly be?
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The Mental Me
me, i guess
i am a girl
no, i am a woman
who still feels like a girl
and holds on to things for way too long
when i was little, adults seemed to know everything
they had their lives together
they knew their purpose
do we ever stop feeling like children?
do we ever find our purpose?
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