The girl in the mirror

Imagine for a moment that there was something you had seriously mixed feelings about.

Something you ached for, but were ashamed of, and afraid of.

Then, one day, you push down shame and fear enough to try and reach for that thing, while believing it would be impossible to reach.

And then some time later, you find yourself staring it in the face.

Or in my case, the mirror.

That's what happened to me yesterday. I was getting out of my mom's car and I caught a glance at my reflection in the window of my own car.

And staring back at me was a woman.

Not supermodel materiel, but actually rather pretty.

I have no words to truly express how this feels.

But "ecstatic" comes close ...

And it wouldn't have been possible without all the amazing support I've received from "Team Dorothy"

So huggles all around!

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