Free Of The Mold
For so long I was stuck in a mold
It was so rigid, it was so pretty...
Hating what I'd see.
Now I have broken myself out of that confine
I'm in the open, I'm finally free...
Letting myself be.
Trusting my own intuition for what's right
It's open, it's so easy...
Loving the new me.
©2010 by "Dr. Dorie" McCubbrey – Eating Disorder & Obesity Treatment Specialist – Denver, Colorado. Poem is reproduced from unpublished works by Dr. Dorie.

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