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	<title>Comments on: What It Feels Like For A Girl</title>
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		<title>By: emma</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-376</link>
		<dc:creator>emma</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 08:56:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is so beautiful, raw and authentic, Dian. Congratulations! May we all succeed in simply being our true selves without apology, shame, hesitation, or diminishment.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is so beautiful, raw and authentic, Dian. Congratulations! May we all succeed in simply being our true selves without apology, shame, hesitation, or diminishment.</p>
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		<title>By: Square-Peg Karen</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-367</link>
		<dc:creator>Square-Peg Karen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 09:07:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh there are SO many times I&#039;ve felt a little weak when I opened my mouth to speak!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&#039;m so glad you had (and have) the inner awareness to notice this: &quot;Trying to be someone I’m not is like the moment after exiting that spinning ride at a carnival: slightly nauseating and completely disorienting.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so glad you trusted what you knew!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And even more glad that you share with us (your readers) and encourage us to be our best (and authentic!) selves!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh there are SO many times I&#39;ve felt a little weak when I opened my mouth to speak!!</p>
<p>I&#39;m so glad you had (and have) the inner awareness to notice this: &#8220;Trying to be someone I’m not is like the moment after exiting that spinning ride at a carnival: slightly nauseating and completely disorienting.&#8221;</p>
<p>And so glad you trusted what you knew!</p>
<p>And even more glad that you share with us (your readers) and encourage us to be our best (and authentic!) selves!!</p>
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		<title>By: AlanaSheeren</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-366</link>
		<dc:creator>AlanaSheeren</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 08:55:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;Until I realized I was trying hard to be his best, and had actually felt the strain of being less than my best.&quot;&lt;br&gt;This is profound and speaks to me on such a deep level. Every time you are your authentic you on this page and I am lucky enough to witness it, I am changed.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Until I realized I was trying hard to be his best, and had actually felt the strain of being less than my best.&#8221;<br />This is profound and speaks to me on such a deep level. Every time you are your authentic you on this page and I am lucky enough to witness it, I am changed.</p>
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		<title>By: Dian Reid</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-361</link>
		<dc:creator>Dian Reid</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 04:26:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I had a conversation with a friend not to long ago, where she referred to fear as the puppeteer that rests up high and dictates what we do in our lives. I think it&#039;s absolutely important to challenge our fears and live that authentic version of your life, as you say. Thanks so much for sharing!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a conversation with a friend not to long ago, where she referred to fear as the puppeteer that rests up high and dictates what we do in our lives. I think it&#39;s absolutely important to challenge our fears and live that authentic version of your life, as you say. Thanks so much for sharing!</p>
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		<title>By: Dian Reid</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-362</link>
		<dc:creator>Dian Reid</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 04:26:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I had a conversation with a friend not to long ago, where she referred to fear as the puppeteer that rests up high and dictates what we do in our lives. I think it&#039;s absolutely important to challenge our fears and live that authentic version of your life, as you say. Thanks so much for sharing!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a conversation with a friend not to long ago, where she referred to fear as the puppeteer that rests up high and dictates what we do in our lives. I think it&#39;s absolutely important to challenge our fears and live that authentic version of your life, as you say. Thanks so much for sharing!</p>
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		<title>By: Dian Reid</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-363</link>
		<dc:creator>Dian Reid</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 04:23:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you, Andrea =)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Andrea =)</p>
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		<title>By: Dian Reid</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-364</link>
		<dc:creator>Dian Reid</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 04:23:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you, Andrea =)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Andrea =)</p>
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		<title>By: isaokato</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-359</link>
		<dc:creator>isaokato</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 04:09:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for an incredibly encouraging, sensible yet strong story. This is my take: Write who you are. For a long time I haven&#039;t written or talked about my personal life. I thought it was because I had nothing interesting to say. Now I realize it was because I haven&#039;t come to terms with some memories. It is fear, and it lurks in my everyday life, or even in my writing. Fear controls my behavior, preventing me from seeing who I really am and living an authentic version of my life. I&#039;m going to challenge my fear, step by step.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for an incredibly encouraging, sensible yet strong story. This is my take: Write who you are. For a long time I haven&#39;t written or talked about my personal life. I thought it was because I had nothing interesting to say. Now I realize it was because I haven&#39;t come to terms with some memories. It is fear, and it lurks in my everyday life, or even in my writing. Fear controls my behavior, preventing me from seeing who I really am and living an authentic version of my life. I&#39;m going to challenge my fear, step by step.</p>
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		<title>By: andreaowen</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-355</link>
		<dc:creator>andreaowen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 03:58:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love this. Absolutely beautiful :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this. Absolutely beautiful <img src='http://authenticrealities.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: andreaowen</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-356</link>
		<dc:creator>andreaowen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 03:58:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love this. Absolutely beautiful :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this. Absolutely beautiful <img src='http://authenticrealities.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: andreaowen</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-357</link>
		<dc:creator>andreaowen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 03:58:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love this. Absolutely beautiful :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this. Absolutely beautiful <img src='http://authenticrealities.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: andreaowen</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-358</link>
		<dc:creator>andreaowen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 03:58:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love this. Absolutely beautiful :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this. Absolutely beautiful <img src='http://authenticrealities.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Dian Reid</title>
		<link>http://authenticrealities.com/2010/03/what-it-feels-like-for-a-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-360</link>
		<dc:creator>Dian Reid</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 23:23:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you, Andrea =)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Andrea =)</p>
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