Like many little girls, I dreamt of growing up to be a disney princess. I most identified with the clever and sweet Belle, perhaps it was because of my big brown eyes and dark hair, or maybe it was because Beauty in the Beast would play in my house on a loop, so often that my brother begged my mom to name me Beauty. No, not Belle, just Beauty. Whatever it was, a small part of my heart truly believed one day somebody would discover my true identity and sweep me away to live in my castle. I’m a little…

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