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Why do I still have “blemishes”? (And other problems that we’re supposed to outgrow)

I'm pushing 40 years old. "WHAT?!? But girl, you're so hip and so youthful and look (or I imagine you look)  sooo young," you say. I know, I know. But it's true. Forty. Years. Old. I can hardly believe it too. It's around this time people stop to take stock, to impart the lessons they've learned… Continue reading Why do I still have “blemishes”? (And other problems that we’re supposed to outgrow)