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If You Jump To Conclusions, You Make Terrible Landings.

I Remember The Day I Turned Thirty. I Was Getting Out Of The Shower And I Stood In Front Of The Mirror And Stared At Myself For A Long Time. I Examined Every Inch Of My Body And Appreciated The Fact That I Finally Looked Like A Grown Woman. I Also Assumed That This Was How I Was Going To Look For The Rest Of My Life. The Way I Saw It, I Was Never Going To Age; I'd Just Look Up One Day And Be Old.

You've Been Killing Me Inside And I Don't Want To Die Like This.

As A Writer, You Get To Bring Attention To Something Without Preaching. I Don't Believe In Being Didactic. So If You Dramatize Something, You Automatically Bring Attention To It If People Read It.

It's Sad To Think That We've Gotten To This, That We Actually Have To Think About How To Go About Finding A Man. But What's Even Sadder Is That Some Men Make You Feel Guilty For Looking.