Am I pretty ?
At the age of twelve, a ‘friendly’ neighbourhood auntie once asked me if I felt sad that I wasn't pretty. Up until that point in time, I hadn't given much…
At the age of twelve, a ‘friendly’ neighbourhood auntie once asked me if I felt sad that I wasn't pretty. Up until that point in time, I hadn't given much…
I was at last,truly free to be who I wanted to be.