It’s hard to find something that you love when all you’ve done is nitpick. It’s hard when you stare in the mirror and pick at every tiny flaw. One pimple, one freckle, your smile, your hair, your body. It’s hard when all you do is ignore what you like about yourself, what you love. But I think the thing I love the most about myself is my ability to realize what I need. How I know when to be quiet, when to step back, when to listen to music. How I know when I can socialize without getting overwhelmed, how I can be proud of myself even if I don’t like how I look. I love how I dye my hair to express myself. I’ve bone purple, lavender, green, and blue. I love how I use my accommodations when I need to, my music, breaks, just being quiet for a while, knowing when I’m done or mad.1234 copyright protection152ＰＥＮＡＮＡnQKjV8WAbQ 尼

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