by Jennifer Paros
September 2013
And it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world it is best to hold hands and stick together.
~Robert Fulghum
When I was young, there was basically only one thing of which I was ever jealous: beauty. I was jealous of the pretty ones - the ones for whom being in a body seemed to be a breeze, an effortless stroll through life and other people's admiration. I was jealous of those who seemed to meet The Criteria. I wanted to meet that criteria, know it, and live happily ever after because of it.
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