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Hi, A few days ago I was driving to work and as I queued in traffic, I noticed from the passenger side, a woman coaxing her hair into style. She did have a particularly immaculate long bob, and – as per that incident being behind the hair flick incident – I felt my heart sink a little, and the stab of dysphoria. But, I’m not here to say oh, woe is me. It was more a moment of, well, good for her. I hope she’s feeling great. Instead, I found myself reflecting on what might cause such feelings, and was it actual dysphoria, or just regret? Was it even regret? Yes, this one of those introspective posts, so if this is […]
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