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This is not a particularly compelling story, so I’ll try to keep it brief…  Today’s a nice, sunny day so I took a walk and bought a coffee.  Honestly, I hate walking around in public unless I’m with people or a dog, because I have that constant feeling that everyone is looking at me and judging me for being too big or not dressed well enough or whatever.  (I know this is ridiculous and not the case, haha.)  But today I was lost in thought until I heard loud laughter from a bench right by me; when I turned my head, the laughter got louder.  I had to walk by them again on my way back, and I’m pretty sure they were talking about me… and then I got home, and checked tumblr, and saw a couple of the absolutely gorgeous girls who are brave enough to share their beauty on the internet, and it just rolled off my shoulders.  A while ago this would have ruined my day at least, and maybe destroyed my self image for a week.  But right now, I don’t care.  I know that this happens to so many other people too, and that I have no reason to take it personally, and the body peace community on tumblr is largely responsible for that — especially for your blog.  So, essentially, this is a really verbose thank you.  Thank you!  

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