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I believed I was the family black sheep,
not because of the things I did,
because of the way I never fit in and the way I was treated.

It wasn't until my twenties that I realized I wasn't a bad person . . .

I was just DIFFERENT!

I chose my parents, my family, my siblings, my experiences in great part to REMEMBER how to Love Myself.

THE most single important thing we need to do in this human experience!!!

Until we can Authentically Love Ourself,
all we give to others is a shallow shell of what we could be!

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