sebastian-50209957
sebastian-50209957 @sebastian-50209957

I've been a Korean girl my whole life, growing up in a household that valued modesty and hard work above all else. My parents were both immigrants who came to this country with nothing but the clothes on their backs and a dream of a better life. They worked tirelessly to provide for our family, often going without so that we could have food on the table and a roof over our heads.

Despite my parent's best efforts, I grew up feeling like an outsider in my own home. My mother was always critical of my appearance, telling me that I wasn't pretty enough or thin enough to be considered beautiful. She would constantly compare me to her friends' daughters who were lighter-skinned and had straighter hair. As a result, I developed low self-esteem and struggled with body dysmorphia.

But things took a turn when I met him. He was tall and handsome, with piercing brown eyes that seemed to see right through me. He was kind and gentle, treating me like the princess that I've always felt like deep down inside. For the first time in my life, I felt truly loved and accepted for who I am. And now, as we lay spooned up together in the back seat of his car, I feel a sense of peace wash over me that I never thought possible.