You’re somebody special – CSMonitor.com

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My favorite shirt when I was little said in bright sparkly letters, “I’m somebody special.” I kept it long after it no longer fit me because knowing it was there felt comforting.

At one point in later years, I said in an exasperated tone to my boyfriend at the time, “I want to feel special!” I guess I was hinting that some sort of gift from him would help with that. He showed up a few days later with some chocolate that had been on sale at a local market. To signify the marked-down price, there was a red sticker on it that read “special” in cursive. While the gesture was endearing and briefly made me smile, it didn’t resolve the feeling that I wasn’t special.

At the time, I was struggling with feeling unsuccessful and comparing myself to others who seemed to be doing much better in many aspects of their lives. I realized that it was going to take more than a sparkly shirt or a gift to heal the void I felt.



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