Loving another woman is a revolutionary act. I'd heard it before but didn’t quite grasp the gravity of that notion until I recently caught myself confidently staring back at my reflection in a full-length mirror. My broad, uneven shoulders taking up most of the glass’s width, the remnants of the day’s makeup still at the corner of my eyes.
I was naked, imperfect -- and beautiful. And it wasn’t always this way.
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