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For years I hated myself because of bullies and having people who I loved belittle me and put me down. This is my story on how I finally found my self worth and self confidence. This is the story of me finally learning to love myself with all my flaws and imperfections. Because let's face it nobody in this world is made perfect. We all are imperfect human beings. I hope this helps people who are struggling on learning how to love themselves. You deserve self acceptance and self love.

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The Heart's Unspoken Love by RadioBeast101

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