When I was a little girl, I used to stare at my self in the mirror, and declare to everyone that I was an ‘ugly toad’. My mother, to her credit, made me look in the mirror and say ‘I’m beautiful’. And it changed the way I felt about myself for a long time.
But it’s easy to forget to stare at your self and say ‘I’m beautiful’ every day. So these days, I choose to live with a relative with dementia. They will tell you that you are beautiful all the time, and keep telling you, because they forgot they told you just a few hours ago.
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