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An Unexpected Compliment Taught Me Confidence is Like Beauty

It lies in the eye of the beholder.

“I wish I were as confident as you,” said the most self-assured twenty-five-year-old I know.

“Me?! You think I’m confident?” I couldn’t help but respond with question marks. How could she desire my confidence? Do I even have any? If I do, it’s not enough to share.



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Isabella Martin

Words to inspire, encourage, and help you reconnect to your inner power so together we can heal. // Based in Italy. //