Mistrust How can I ever recognize myself if I cannot even trust my reflection? Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related September 22, 2022 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PoetryTags: Dysmorphia, Mistrust, Poetry 8 Comments
I can really identify with your poem, Hal. The words, though simple, mean an awful lot and speak of your feelings so well. Sending you love Xx 💖🌻💙 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
One of the hardest battles to fight is when to believe OURSELVES. It’s heartbreaking. Sending you lots of love xx LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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👌👌👌✍️🌹 how? easy…☀️🤗
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If you say so 😂🤞🏻
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I can really identify with your poem, Hal. The words, though simple, mean an awful lot and speak of your feelings so well. Sending you love Xx 💖🌻💙
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Thank you so much ❤️ I appreciate it!!!
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One of the hardest battles to fight is when to believe OURSELVES. It’s heartbreaking. Sending you lots of love xx
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Yes it is. Thank you Janet ❤️❤️❤️
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That’s deep!!!
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🖤🖤
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