I’ve always been the popular girl. I was prom queen and cheerleading captain in high school. President of my sorority in college and homecoming queen. The one who had dozens of friends and could always find someone to talk to. In my twenties, that popularity mixed into my dating life. I could score any guy I wanted, and I wouldn’t think twice about their opinion of me or how I was perceived. If they thought I was silly for wearing dresses to work and six-inch heels because I liked how they made my legs look, I didn’t care. My confidence with men has wavered in the last few years, though. After
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