I think my last list made me more anxious so maybe this will cancel that out. Baby steps.
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    My bod.
    This girl right here? She gained ten pounds over the last year eating amazing food all over Europe. And now that I'm out of the body dysmorphialand of LA I genuinely don't give a fuckkkkk 😎
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    My (or lack of) Judaism.
    Mama converted, grew up reform, bat mitzvah. In Israel this is not legit. I used to care/feel like I was stuck in between but now I'm all "Naaah, get outta my business." 😎
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    Wind shield wiper speed.
    I used to always think I had them up really high when it was barely raining. And I guess I thought people would think I was dumb? Now I don't have a car but if I did I think I'd be chill about it. 😎
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    If my family thinks (correctly or incorrectly) that I'm a lesbian/hippie/weirdo/liberal/feminist/too outspoken/too strange/too positive/too anything really/etc (any individually or as a combo!)
    I am past the point of trying to appear any other way to them than as myself. If the way they approach life is to label it then that's their choice! All I can do is meet people as they are and hope they can meet me as I am too. 🎢 If you wanna be free be freeeeee 🎢🎢