Holding on to Good Enough

Source (picture of a female presenting person with hands over her eyes)

She spent all of her days trying to measure up. She had to be the best student, the fastest runner and the prettiest girl in school.

When she grew up and graduated, she fought to be the best in her field. She hit the gym daily to stay young and trim and made sure to put on the exact right amount of makeup. She was a vision of perfection.

It was easy… At first… but every year, the game became more difficult to win. The first plastic surgery was the hardest but it got easier and easier. Sometimes she didn’t recognize herself anymore but it didn’t matter, as long as she looked good.

She had to look good. It kept the judgements at bay. It made her worth taking to. It made her worth listening to. It made her good enough to belong.

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