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Glorious People of Planet Earth and Hopes of Self Love

Yesterday I had quite a wonderful interaction with some strangers, and I wanted to share them with you internet! I met a lovely man at the library. His name is David and he is probably around 90. I have seen him before about a year ago, and he and I chatted a bit and he was so quirky, interesting, and had a lovely slightly British accent. He told me today that I restored his faith in humanity. What an honor and complement. I thanked him, got his email, and will contact him shortly. I also met a lovely women at the Thrift Store who was a teacher at a local high school and was wearing bright blue eyeliner and had great style. She and I talked a bit and she was so nice and complemented me profusely. Then one of the workers at the thrift store told her how I was a good kid. She remembered my past purchases of children books for the kids I babysit, and then said good things about me. I am so lucky to live in such a wonderful, loving, and fantastic community. I sometimes feel not so great about myself, and think I have hurt others immensely, but then I remember what is true. Sometimes only for a split second. But I know it will come. I hope. That one day I will know that I am good like these glorious people say. And until then these complements and stories and bursts of love serve as reminders to myself, like an alarm, that I am worthy, wonderful, creative, and kind. I know these things about me now, but I tend to forget until I am thinking about them, until the love I hold for me will slowly emit like a glowing sun from my heart until it surrounds me in a warm glow and I feel safe, cozy, and good. It will happen. Until then I write, create, draw, and observe the wonders around me. I am only 16 after all.

Some Pictures to Represent the Feelings:
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