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There's this one scene in the movie Pretty Woman where Vivian is lying in bed with Edward. The dialogue goes like this: Vivian: People put you down enough, you start to believe it. Edward: I think you are a very bright, very special woman. Vivian: The bad stuff...

I am enough. I am struggling with those words. I have struggled with those words for a long time and never realized it. But now, today, it seems to be particularly nagging at me. My head – that logical side – screams, “Of course, you’re enough! Don’t...

I can’t point to any time in my life when I actually, really felt like I was enough of anything.  I was always the oddball in my family, and although they laughed about it and didn’t seem really bothered, I always knew I wasn’t normal...

  As a young girl and adolescent I was tall, skinny, and flat-chested.  On top of that I was very shy.  Scared- of- my- own- shadow shy.  As a preacher’s kid I thought everyone was watching me, holding me up to some unclear standard, and then judging...