Dear The Perfect Renee,
I am not afraid of you anymore. I remember lying on the floor, crying because I was so frustrated with my mediocrity. And of how much everyone wanted me to be you. I have no reason to be you, because unlike you, I was given the gift of Life, and unlike you, I am going to use it. Properly. I had forgotten that I was destined for greatness. Thanks for reminding me of who I really am and Who really is cheering me on.
Love always and forever, the Unperfect Renee P.
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