She was never quite sure of herself. Never really got the hang of it. Life, I mean. Often she wondered what it would be like to know self assurance. To be confident.
Would she ever be like those she’d seen before? You know, the ones with the take-charge kinda attitude. Always knowing who they are, what they wanted and how to get it. Will that ever be her existence?
Until next time…
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