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They called your boundaries walls, your self-care selfish, your healing dramatic. But darling, your heart knows the truth. Every tear was a revolution, every "no" was self-love blooming. Your sensitivity isn't weakness - it's wisdom wearing your skin. Keep growing anyway.
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