doll wonder

downward dog partythe notion of wanting to be “wonder woman” or be like her peaks in childhood. For me, around the age of 7 or 8. I remember running around my garage in my wonder woman panties and (original) “wonder” bra…thinking of myself as a super hero, that only existed for myself. i remember wanting to celebrate that and share that. Then, my neighbor, this 13 or 14 year old boy kicked me in the stomach and knocked the wind outta me. The next thing I knew, I was clutching my stomach and repeatedly gasping for air like an idiot. at that moment, my body was not in my control. Wonder woman is a little girl.

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