Sakara stands outside, surrounded by green leaves and wearing a pale blue sleeveless top. She is smiling slightly and her light brown hair is pulled back, a leaf touches the side of her head.

Conflicted thoughts on Forming a Sense of Self

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“Who is she and how can I be her more often?”, the phrase in my head when I looked through the photos I’m sharing with this post. As I sit in the garden to type, our small wooden table is covered with the rain from only moments ago (so my laptop is living up to […]

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