“I get to this recurring moment in my insomniac nights where I find myself in front of the bathroom mirror, again and again, like a refrain. I don’t know, anymore, what my face looks like. I have to keep checking. Often, I will be out at a coffee shop or with friends, and I have to leave to go to the bathroom in order to remind myself what I look like. At least once every time I go out. It’s frightening to think of yourself in the world being seen, with no guarantee that anyone looking at you has any love or tenderness.” – Danielle, source: edwardsaidruinedthenutcracker http://ift.tt/1WQTtFc


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