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		<title>Oscar at 18:22, 19 July 2020</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, [[Shared by Charlotte|as I embark]] on the beginning of my “real” adult life, I find myself standing up more every day. I am not afraid to make decisions that may seem harsh or cold but work to better myself. Years of experiences have made me understand the hope in my kid self in a way that I can still carry with me — see, young Opal never wanted fame or fortune; she wanted recognition, she wanted understanding, she wanted to be in a place where people saw her for what she does and, therefore, who she is. Now, current Opal is the only one who can judge me, and I have different expectations now. An expectation to grow above and beyond my present self, and an expectation that I will take the time to take care of myself so I can continue tearing out the paving around me to build my own path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, [[Shared by Charlotte|as I embark]] on the beginning of my “real” adult life, I find myself standing up more every day. I am not afraid to make decisions that may seem harsh or cold but work to better myself. Years of experiences have made me understand the hope in my kid self in a way that I can still carry with me — see, young Opal never wanted fame or fortune; she wanted recognition, she wanted understanding, she wanted to be in a place where people saw her for what she does and, therefore, who she is. Now, current Opal is the only one who can judge me, and I have different expectations now. An expectation to &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[De Laura Andrea López Estrada|&lt;/ins&gt;grow above and beyond&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;my present self, and an expectation that I will take the time to take care of myself so I can continue tearing out the paving around me to build my own path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;[[Shared by Charlotte|Ahora embarcada]] al inicio de mi “verdadera” vida adulta, me defiendo más y más cada día, no temo tomar decisiones que me mejoren la vida aunque parezcan ásperas o frías. Años de experiencias me han ayudado a entender la esperanza de mi niñez de una forma que todavía puede ejercerse  — vé, Opal de niña nunca quiso fama o riqueza; ella quería reconocimiento, ella quería comprensión, ella quería estar en un punto donde la gente la viera por lo que hacía, y por quién era. Ahora, yo soy la única que me puede juzgar, y ahora tengo nuevas expectativas, una importante es la de crecer más allá de mi Ser presente, y otra es de tomar el tiempo para cuidarme a mí misma para que pueda seguir demoliendo los adoquines que me rodean y así forjar mi propio camino.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;[[Shared by Charlotte|Ahora embarcada]] al inicio de mi “verdadera” vida adulta, me defiendo más y más cada día, no temo tomar decisiones que me mejoren la vida aunque parezcan ásperas o frías. Años de experiencias me han ayudado a entender la esperanza de mi niñez de una forma que todavía puede ejercerse  — vé, Opal de niña nunca quiso fama o riqueza; ella quería reconocimiento, ella quería comprensión, ella quería estar en un punto donde la gente la viera por lo que hacía, y por quién era. Ahora, yo soy la única que me puede juzgar, y ahora tengo nuevas expectativas, una importante es la de &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[De Laura Andrea López Estrada|&lt;/ins&gt;crecer más allá&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;de mi Ser presente, y otra es de tomar el tiempo para cuidarme a mí misma para que pueda seguir demoliendo los adoquines que me rodean y así forjar mi propio camino.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<author><name>Oscar</name></author>
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		<id>http://recentchanges.ca/index.php?title=Shared_by_Opal_McLean&amp;diff=1225&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>Oscar at 00:00, 19 July 2020</title>
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		<updated>2020-07-19T00:00:13Z</updated>

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entonces, [[De Laura Estrada|si te fuera a sugerir algo]], dulce Aguacate bebé, es que olvides las expectativas que adquieres de otros. Estarás escuchando muchos cuentos, y muchas &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;hot takes&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; para cómo navegar este mundo, pero recuerda tomar [[Shared by Danni Gárate Cubillos|tiempo para tu baño de sol]] y refleccionar contigo mismo, eres apenas un arbolito aprendiendo como sacar sus primeras hojas, escucharás una gran cantidad de cosas que no serán &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;para tí&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, entonces toma éstos momentos para encontrar &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;tu propio crecimiento&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. Es cuando miras hacia el sol y respiras profundo que encontrarás tu serenidad, y luego, adelante, &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;y &lt;/del&gt;a demoler unos adoquines.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entonces, [[De Laura Estrada|si te fuera a sugerir algo]], dulce Aguacate bebé, es que olvides las expectativas que adquieres de otros. Estarás escuchando muchos cuentos, y muchas &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;hot takes&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; para cómo navegar este mundo, pero recuerda tomar [[Shared by Danni Gárate Cubillos|tiempo para tu baño de sol]] y refleccionar contigo mismo, eres apenas un arbolito aprendiendo como sacar sus primeras hojas, escucharás una gran cantidad de cosas que no serán &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;para tí&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, entonces toma éstos momentos para encontrar &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;tu propio crecimiento&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. Es cuando miras hacia el sol y respiras profundo que encontrarás tu serenidad, y luego, adelante, a demoler unos adoquines.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>Oscar at 23:44, 18 July 2020</title>
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		<updated>2020-07-18T23:44:44Z</updated>

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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 16:44, 18 July 2020&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Hello Avocado.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Hello Avocado.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a lot of expectations when I was a kid of how my life would go. When someone asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I wanted to be famous. I wanted to live in a nice house with a white picket fence, have a husband who worships the ground I walk on, and a bunch of kids who thought I was the coolest mom in the world. My goal was to live a life where, when I finally reached my death bed, I was content with the story I was leaving behind. I saw my life as a movie; an epic that would be told for ages after I was gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a lot of expectations when I was a kid of how my life would go. When &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Maria Hupfield|&lt;/ins&gt;someone asked&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;what I wanted to be when I grew up, I wanted to be famous. I wanted to live in a nice house with a white picket fence, have a husband who worships the ground I walk on, and a bunch of kids who thought I was the coolest mom in the world. My goal was to live a life where, when I finally reached my death bed, I was content with the story I was leaving behind. I saw my life as a movie; an epic that would be told for ages after I was gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it was the fantasy of childhood that sheltered me from reality. Maybe I was just a dreamer and I really did believe this was tangible but it did not take long for me to discover that I was an average kid in a sea of other (probably) average kids. We were like baby spiders being blown in the wind; who knows if we’d end up anywhere worth living but we had no choice but to learn how to fly. This is where the life changing revelation came to me. I was not living an epic fantasy. Instead, I was living a life that would only matter to me. Living a life of luxury and leaving behind a legacy suddenly seemed trivial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it was the &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[De Nubia Santiago|&lt;/ins&gt;fantasy of childhood&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;that sheltered me from reality. Maybe I was just a dreamer and I really did believe this was tangible but it did not take long for me to discover that I was an average kid in a sea of other (probably) average kids. We were like baby spiders being blown in the wind; who knows if we’d end up anywhere worth living but we had no choice but to learn how to fly. This is where the life changing &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Christopher Mendoza|&lt;/ins&gt;revelation came to me&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]]&lt;/ins&gt;. I was not living an epic fantasy. Instead, I was living a life that would only matter to me. Living a life of luxury and leaving behind a legacy suddenly seemed trivial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took being a teenager to realize my judgement was entirely clouded by other people&#039;s impressions of me. Every day was a series of decisions that made myself more potable to others. Every day became a show of how well I could perform under the pressure that I had created to perform. It’s not like I was any closer to my dreams. In fact, I was probably the furthest because I was not fighting for &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;my&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; dreams. I lived a life for others and part of me knew that the young child who had nothing but hope was gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took being a teenager to &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Salathiel|&lt;/ins&gt;realize&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;my judgement was entirely clouded by other people&#039;s impressions of me. Every day was a series of decisions that made myself more potable to others. Every day became a show of how well I could perform under the pressure that I had created to perform. It’s not like I was any closer to my dreams. In fact, I was probably the furthest because I was not fighting for &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;my&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; dreams. I lived a life for others and part of me knew that the young child who had nothing but hope was gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, as I embark on the beginning of my “real” adult life, I find myself standing up more every day. I am not afraid to make decisions that may seem harsh or cold but work to better myself. Years of experiences have made me understand the hope in my kid self in a way that I can still carry with me — see, young Opal never wanted fame or fortune; she wanted recognition, she wanted understanding, she wanted to be in a place where people saw her for what she does and, therefore, who she is. Now, current Opal is the only one who can judge me, and I have different expectations now. An expectation to grow above and beyond my present self, and an expectation that I will take the time to take care of myself so I can continue tearing out the paving around me to build my own path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Charlotte|&lt;/ins&gt;as I embark&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;on the beginning of my “real” adult life, I find myself standing up more every day. I am not afraid to make decisions that may seem harsh or cold but work to better myself. Years of experiences have made me understand the hope in my kid self in a way that I can still carry with me — see, young Opal never wanted fame or fortune; she wanted recognition, she wanted understanding, she wanted to be in a place where people saw her for what she does and, therefore, who she is. Now, current Opal is the only one who can judge me, and I have different expectations now. An expectation to grow above and beyond my present self, and an expectation that I will take the time to take care of myself so I can continue tearing out the paving around me to build my own path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if I had one thing to say to you, sweet avocado child, it is to forget expectations that you pick up from others. You will be hearing a lot of stories, a lot of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;hot takes&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; for how to approach this world, but remember to take the moments to soak up the sun and sit with yourself. You are but a seedling learning to unfurl its first leaves. You will hear a great many things that won’t be &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;for you&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, so take these moments to find &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;your own growth&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. It is when you look up to the sun and take a breath that you will find your serendipity. Then, go on, rip out some paving stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[De Laura Estrada|&lt;/ins&gt;if I had one thing to say to you&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]]&lt;/ins&gt;, sweet avocado child, it is to forget expectations that you pick up from others. You will be hearing a lot of stories, a lot of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;hot takes&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; for how to approach this world, but remember to take the moments to &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Danni Gárate Cubillos|&lt;/ins&gt;soak up the sun&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;and sit with yourself. You are but a seedling learning to unfurl its first leaves. You will hear a great many things that won’t be &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;for you&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, so take these moments to find &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;your own growth&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. It is when you look up to the sun and take a breath that you will find your serendipity. Then, go on, rip out some paving stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Hola Aguacate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Hola Aguacate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;/br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando era una niña tenía muchas expectativas sobre cómo iba ir la vida. Cuando alguién me preguntaba que quería hacer cuando creciera: yo quería fama, quería vivir en una casa bonita con una cerca blanca, tener un esposo que adoraba todo a mi paso, y tener varios niños que pensaran que yo era la mejor madre del mundo. Mi reto era vivir una vida de cuya narrativa estaría orgullosa cuando llege al final, yo veía mi vida como una película; una épica que sería contada tras la historia.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando era una niña tenía muchas expectativas sobre cómo iba ir la vida. Cuando &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Maria Hupfield|&lt;/ins&gt;alguién me preguntaba&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;que quería hacer cuando creciera: yo quería fama, quería vivir en una casa bonita con una cerca blanca, tener un esposo que adoraba todo a mi paso, y tener varios niños que pensaran que yo era la mejor madre del mundo. Mi reto era vivir una vida de cuya narrativa estaría orgullosa cuando llege al final, yo veía mi vida como una película; una épica que sería contada tras la historia.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quizás era la fantasía de la niñez que me protegía del mundo real, quizás era una soñadora y de verdad creía que todo ésto era tangible pero en poco tiempo descubrí que era una niña común en un campo con otros niños (probablemente) comunes. Éramos como unas arañitas bebés siendo arrojadas al viento; nadie sabría si llegaríamos a algún lugar digno de vivir pero no teníamos ninguna opción, además que aprender a volar. Aquí, es cuando me llegó la revelación que me cambió la vida; no vivía en una fantasía épica, más bien, vivía una vida que nada más importaría para mí, vivir una vida de lujos y dejar un legado, de repente pareció trivial.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quizás era la &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[De Nubia Santiago|&lt;/ins&gt;fantasía de la niñez&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;que me protegía del mundo real, quizás era una soñadora y de verdad creía que todo ésto era tangible pero en poco tiempo descubrí que era una niña común en un campo con otros niños (probablemente) comunes. Éramos como unas arañitas bebés siendo arrojadas al viento; nadie sabría si llegaríamos a algún lugar digno de vivir pero no teníamos ninguna opción, además que aprender a volar. Aquí, es cuando &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Christopher Mendoza|&lt;/ins&gt;me llegó la revelación&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;que me cambió la vida; no vivía en una fantasía épica, más bien, vivía una vida que nada más importaría para mí, vivir una vida de lujos y dejar un legado, de repente pareció trivial.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando era adolescente me di cuenta que mis decisiones estaban sesgadas por las ideas de los demás. Cada día se formaba de una series de decisiones que tomaba para hacerme más potable para los demás, cada día un espectáculo para cumplir con la presión que yo misma me había creado, y no estaba más cerca de mis retos, más bien me encontraba lo más alejada posible de ellos ya que no estaba luchando para &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;mis&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; sueños. Vivía una vida para los demás y parte de mi reconocía que la niña pequeña que tenía puras esperanzas, ya no estaba.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando era adolescente &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Salathiel|&lt;/ins&gt;me di cuenta&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;que mis decisiones estaban sesgadas por las ideas de los demás. Cada día se formaba de una series de decisiones que tomaba para hacerme más potable para los demás, cada día un espectáculo para cumplir con la presión que yo misma me había creado, y no estaba más cerca de mis retos, más bien me encontraba lo más alejada posible de ellos ya que no estaba luchando para &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;mis&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; sueños. Vivía una vida para los demás y parte de mi reconocía que la niña pequeña que tenía puras esperanzas, ya no estaba.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahora embarcada al inicio de mi “verdadera” vida adulta, me defiendo más y más cada día, no temo tomar decisiones que me mejoren la vida aunque parezcan ásperas o frías. Años de experiencias me han ayudado a entender la esperanza de mi niñez de una forma que todavía puede ejercerse  — vé, Opal de niña nunca quiso fama o riqueza; ella quería reconocimiento, ella quería comprensión, ella quería estar en un punto donde la gente la viera por lo que hacía, y por quién era. Ahora, yo soy la única que me puede juzgar, y ahora tengo nuevas expectativas, una importante es la de crecer más allá de mi Ser presente, y otra es de tomar el tiempo para cuidarme a mí misma para que pueda seguir demoliendo los adoquines que me rodean y así forjar mi propio camino.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Charlotte|&lt;/ins&gt;Ahora embarcada&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;al inicio de mi “verdadera” vida adulta, me defiendo más y más cada día, no temo tomar decisiones que me mejoren la vida aunque parezcan ásperas o frías. Años de experiencias me han ayudado a entender la esperanza de mi niñez de una forma que todavía puede ejercerse  — vé, Opal de niña nunca quiso fama o riqueza; ella quería reconocimiento, ella quería comprensión, ella quería estar en un punto donde la gente la viera por lo que hacía, y por quién era. Ahora, yo soy la única que me puede juzgar, y ahora tengo nuevas expectativas, una importante es la de crecer más allá de mi Ser presente, y otra es de tomar el tiempo para cuidarme a mí misma para que pueda seguir demoliendo los adoquines que me rodean y así forjar mi propio camino.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entonces, si te fuera a sugerir algo, dulce Aguacate bebé, es que olvides las expectativas que adquieres de otros. Estarás escuchando muchos cuentos, y muchas &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;hot takes&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; para cómo navegar este mundo, pero recuerda tomar tiempo para tu baño de sol y refleccionar contigo mismo, eres apenas un arbolito aprendiendo como sacar sus primeras hojas, escucharás una gran cantidad de cosas que no serán &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;para tí&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, entonces toma éstos momentos para encontrar &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;tu propio crecimiento&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. Es cuando miras hacia el sol y respiras profundo que encontrarás tu serenidad, y luego, adelante, y a demoler unos adoquines.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entonces, &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[De Laura Estrada|&lt;/ins&gt;si te fuera a sugerir algo&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]]&lt;/ins&gt;, dulce Aguacate bebé, es que olvides las expectativas que adquieres de otros. Estarás escuchando muchos cuentos, y muchas &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;hot takes&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; para cómo navegar este mundo, pero recuerda tomar &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[Shared by Danni Gárate Cubillos|&lt;/ins&gt;tiempo para tu baño de sol&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]] &lt;/ins&gt;y refleccionar contigo mismo, eres apenas un arbolito aprendiendo como sacar sus primeras hojas, escucharás una gran cantidad de cosas que no serán &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;para tí&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, entonces toma éstos momentos para encontrar &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;tu propio crecimiento&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. Es cuando miras hacia el sol y respiras profundo que encontrarás tu serenidad, y luego, adelante, y a demoler unos adoquines.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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|Hello Avocado. &lt;br /&gt;
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I had a lot of expectations when I was a kid of how my life would go. When someone asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I wanted to be famous. I wanted to live in a nice house with a white picket fence, have a husband who worships the ground I walk on, and a bunch of kids who thought I was the coolest mom in the world. My goal was to live a life where, when I finally reached my death bed, I was content with the story I was leaving behind. I saw my life as a movie; an epic that would be told for ages after I was gone.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe it was the fantasy of childhood that sheltered me from reality. Maybe I was just a dreamer and I really did believe this was tangible but it did not take long for me to discover that I was an average kid in a sea of other (probably) average kids. We were like baby spiders being blown in the wind; who knows if we’d end up anywhere worth living but we had no choice but to learn how to fly. This is where the life changing revelation came to me. I was not living an epic fantasy. Instead, I was living a life that would only matter to me. Living a life of luxury and leaving behind a legacy suddenly seemed trivial.&lt;br /&gt;
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It took being a teenager to realize my judgement was entirely clouded by other people&amp;#039;s impressions of me. Every day was a series of decisions that made myself more potable to others. Every day became a show of how well I could perform under the pressure that I had created to perform. It’s not like I was any closer to my dreams. In fact, I was probably the furthest because I was not fighting for &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;my&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; dreams. I lived a life for others and part of me knew that the young child who had nothing but hope was gone.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, as I embark on the beginning of my “real” adult life, I find myself standing up more every day. I am not afraid to make decisions that may seem harsh or cold but work to better myself. Years of experiences have made me understand the hope in my kid self in a way that I can still carry with me — see, young Opal never wanted fame or fortune; she wanted recognition, she wanted understanding, she wanted to be in a place where people saw her for what she does and, therefore, who she is. Now, current Opal is the only one who can judge me, and I have different expectations now. An expectation to grow above and beyond my present self, and an expectation that I will take the time to take care of myself so I can continue tearing out the paving around me to build my own path.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, if I had one thing to say to you, sweet avocado child, it is to forget expectations that you pick up from others. You will be hearing a lot of stories, a lot of &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;hot takes&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; for how to approach this world, but remember to take the moments to soak up the sun and sit with yourself. You are but a seedling learning to unfurl its first leaves. You will hear a great many things that won’t be &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;for you&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, so take these moments to find &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;your own growth&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. It is when you look up to the sun and take a breath that you will find your serendipity. Then, go on, rip out some paving stones.&lt;br /&gt;
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|Hola Aguacate. &lt;br /&gt;
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Cuando era una niña tenía muchas expectativas sobre cómo iba ir la vida. Cuando alguién me preguntaba que quería hacer cuando creciera: yo quería fama, quería vivir en una casa bonita con una cerca blanca, tener un esposo que adoraba todo a mi paso, y tener varios niños que pensaran que yo era la mejor madre del mundo. Mi reto era vivir una vida de cuya narrativa estaría orgullosa cuando llege al final, yo veía mi vida como una película; una épica que sería contada tras la historia. &lt;br /&gt;
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Quizás era la fantasía de la niñez que me protegía del mundo real, quizás era una soñadora y de verdad creía que todo ésto era tangible pero en poco tiempo descubrí que era una niña común en un campo con otros niños (probablemente) comunes. Éramos como unas arañitas bebés siendo arrojadas al viento; nadie sabría si llegaríamos a algún lugar digno de vivir pero no teníamos ninguna opción, además que aprender a volar. Aquí, es cuando me llegó la revelación que me cambió la vida; no vivía en una fantasía épica, más bien, vivía una vida que nada más importaría para mí, vivir una vida de lujos y dejar un legado, de repente pareció trivial. &lt;br /&gt;
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Cuando era adolescente me di cuenta que mis decisiones estaban sesgadas por las ideas de los demás. Cada día se formaba de una series de decisiones que tomaba para hacerme más potable para los demás, cada día un espectáculo para cumplir con la presión que yo misma me había creado, y no estaba más cerca de mis retos, más bien me encontraba lo más alejada posible de ellos ya que no estaba luchando para &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;mis&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; sueños. Vivía una vida para los demás y parte de mi reconocía que la niña pequeña que tenía puras esperanzas, ya no estaba. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ahora embarcada al inicio de mi “verdadera” vida adulta, me defiendo más y más cada día, no temo tomar decisiones que me mejoren la vida aunque parezcan ásperas o frías. Años de experiencias me han ayudado a entender la esperanza de mi niñez de una forma que todavía puede ejercerse  — vé, Opal de niña nunca quiso fama o riqueza; ella quería reconocimiento, ella quería comprensión, ella quería estar en un punto donde la gente la viera por lo que hacía, y por quién era. Ahora, yo soy la única que me puede juzgar, y ahora tengo nuevas expectativas, una importante es la de crecer más allá de mi Ser presente, y otra es de tomar el tiempo para cuidarme a mí misma para que pueda seguir demoliendo los adoquines que me rodean y así forjar mi propio camino. &lt;br /&gt;
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Entonces, si te fuera a sugerir algo, dulce Aguacate bebé, es que olvides las expectativas que adquieres de otros. Estarás escuchando muchos cuentos, y muchas &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;hot takes&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; para cómo navegar este mundo, pero recuerda tomar tiempo para tu baño de sol y refleccionar contigo mismo, eres apenas un arbolito aprendiendo como sacar sus primeras hojas, escucharás una gran cantidad de cosas que no serán &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;para tí&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;, entonces toma éstos momentos para encontrar &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;tu propio crecimiento&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;. Es cuando miras hacia el sol y respiras profundo que encontrarás tu serenidad, y luego, adelante, y a demoler unos adoquines. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;Written and shared in English by Opal McLean in the summer of 2020, Translated by Oscar Alfonso&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;Escrito y compartido en inglés por Opal McLean en el verano del 2020, Traducido por Oscar Alfonso&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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