Growing up with Sensitive Skin – for the purpose of developing a Sensitive Spirit

Everybody who went to high school with me knows I had cystic acne and sensitive skin as a girl.

In the second half of my life I see it less as the plague that it was to me then than as a prerequisite to what is now the developed, seasoned through time and testing, gift of a sensitive spirit and soul.

What my flawed skin once covered over, is now released – liberating me to live – “adulting” in the deep where I’ve always belonged but couldn’t have known while shackled in the shallows of adolescence.

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