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The AwakeningSelf Love

I bought a proper pillow because my neck has been hurting for months

Dear Delyara, I cannot believe how long I kept sleeping badly because I told myself it was “good enough.” That phrase has cost me so much in life. Good enough shoes, good enough mattress, good enough bras, good enough coat, good enough food, good enough rest. Somehow comfort becomes optional very quickly when it belongs to me. This week I went into the shop, tried two pillows, chose the better one, and took it home without standing in the aisle arguing with myself for twenty minutes. It was not a life-changing act to the outside world. It felt like one inside me.

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