Regular Day Regular Insecurity

Everyone else is having a typical day, except for her. The same uncertainty, anxiety, and judgment from no one else except herself. Why is it only with me? This one question is slowly but steadily eating away at her. She had no idea she was growing to despise her own body. She went from being comfortable in her own skin to loathing looking at her own body. It's strange, right? We desire more hair on a girl's head, yet when she has the same amount on her body, becomes a source of worry. This one question haunts her at all times. Will she ever receive an answer?

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