The Wounds of Rejection Heal With Self-Love and Self-Awareness
âThere is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn’t matter anymore.â ~Laurie Halse Anderson
It began in elementary school. I was a chubby immigrant with a thick accent and hand-me-down clothes. I so badly wanted the other kids to like me, and I had no idea why everything I said and did seemed to push them away.
My jokes and comments would trigger awkward silences or ridiculeâespecially in groups. Those moments were traumatizing, but they were also confusing. How could I …


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