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A Tale Of Two Sides To One Coin
Once upon a time, in a land not so far away, there lived not a princess, but an ordinary girl. There was nothing unique about this girl; her hair was brunette and average, her height exactly 5 foot 4, and she was neither skinny nor overweight. Her grades, while not abysmal, were not exactly scholarship worthy, and on her very best days, you could remember her name. Of course, her life was not always easy, but overall it wasn't to terrible, not on the outside at least. Her parents loved her, she had a few friends, and she always seemed happy.
But as is so often the case, her happiness was only the mask she wore to hide her true thoughts and fears; that deep down, she would never be good enough and the only love she would ever have is that out of pity from those around her. Inside, she bottled any real emotion she might face in the hope that it would make her stronger and less annoying. Those emotions ate at her and continued growing inside until they would burst out in intense explosions, often leading to depression or rage. But she never told anyone about any of this, bottling up those feelings too in her attempt to become stronger until one day, she couldn't hold in her emotions anymore.
Her emotions, now overflowing, had no outlet, no means of safely being expressed and dealt with. She first turned to music, hoping the melodies would resonate with her, but there were still too many emotions she had not dealt with. So she then turned to art, painting and drawing her feelings until her fingers were a rainbow of colors and her clothing a myriad of patches, but still there were too many emotions. Finally, she turned to writing, mostly poems and the occasional ranting letter she would never dare send. And the words flowed through her mind, finally giving a voice to those innermost thoughts she had kept locked up, freeing her demons and turning them into angels.
This ordinary girl, while on the outside, grew up normally, and never experienced any tragic or bumpy path toward adulthood. However, inside, she had waged war with herself, and came out not only alive, but truly stronger. She still writes poems as a release, only because she still has difficulty with emotions, but she now faces them as they come, determined to survive. She is proof that that which does not kill you really does make you stronger.
