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#young woman

I used to think that I would eventually grow to become a great woman. It wasn't a fact; but a hope that I carried inside me since I was a little girl. I would look up to other great women and say: this is going to be me. Or this is me. But just not yet. Not this time. My actual identity and the identity that I projected for myself were always standing on opposite ends of the line. I wondered…