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As I sit here in my small apartment, I can't help but think about how far I've come. Growing up as a Czech girl in Eastern Europe wasn't always easy - there were times when things seemed bleak and hopeless. But my parents taught me to find the beauty in every situation, even the tough ones. They encouraged me to explore my creativity and passions, and that's exactly what I did.
I discovered yoga at a young age, when my mom would take me to her yoga classes after work. She was this beautiful, statuesque woman with long black hair and piercing green eyes - she radiated inner peace and calmness, even in the midst of chaos. I'd sit quietly in the corner of the studio, watching as she moved through each pose with grace and precision. It wasn't until later that I started practicing myself, but from the moment I stepped onto my first mat, I knew it was what I was meant to do.
Fast-forward a few years and here I am - a 20-year-old woman with bright red hair (which is slowly growing darker as I age) who's dedicated her life to yoga. People often tell me how strong and confident I seem on the outside, but little do they know that it takes an incredible amount of inner work to maintain this illusion. Pubic hair - or lack thereof - has never been a concern for me; in fact, I think it's quite liberating not having to worry about shaving every day. In yoga
