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Cheyenne Mercado
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Secrets hidden behind a lock and key, suddenly his faithful love set me free.
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Words Carry Weight
“Your face is so pretty but” was a mantra echoing in my head. I remember the day these words were spoken over me. Standing in front of the bathroom door in the hallway of my grandparents house. The only house I had ever called home in those years. Spoken by the person that loved and nurtured me. The person who I called my rock in those formative years. Out of concern for my health and with good intentions, no doubt, but to the detriment of my young fragile self esteem. I swallowed those words in my mind. They sunk deep and my future life would evolve around them. I would struggle to accept my body and therefore see only its worthlessness.
By Cheyenne Mercado2 years ago in Viva
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