THRONES TO PETALS
Art of Embracing Ourselves
By Sapoorna T S
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Dedication :
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To every woman who has ever felt the weight of the world and found the strength to rise again.
To the warriors who fight silently, the dreamers who never give up, and the hearts that refuse to break.
May this book remind you of your boundless worth, your unwavering power, and your unbreakable spirit.
This is for you—your journey, your strength, and your triumphs.
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Preface :
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Every story begins with a spark—an idea, a dream, or a whisper from the heart. This book is born from the belief that every woman holds within her an undeniable strength, a power that can transform lives, defy odds, and shape the world around her. In the pages that follow, you will find the voices of women who have embraced their own journey, who have fought battles seen and unseen, and who have risen from challenges with courage and grace.
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This story is not just one woman’s story, but the story of every woman who has ever dared to reclaim her worth, to dream beyond limitations, and to love herself fiercely. It’s a reminder that empowerment is not just a destination, but a journey that is lived through every moment of struggle and triumph.
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As you turn these pages, I hope you are inspired to reflect on your own strength, to embrace the beauty of your vulnerability, and to recognize that within you is a power waiting to be unleashed. This is a celebration of who we are and who we can become—together, as women.
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Thank you for being part of this journey
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Chapter 1: The Mirror Never Lies
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Charlotte sat in front of the full-length mirror, fingers trembling as she adjusted the hem of her oversized sweater. It was one of the few things in her closet that actually fit her body comfortably, but she still wasn’t sure if it was the right choice for today. The reflection staring back at her wasn’t what she wanted to see, not the polished, flawless version of herself she dreamt of. No, this was the unfiltered, untouched Charlotte. And it felt like a stranger.
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Her dark, curly hair hung in messy waves around her face, refusing to behave, despite her best attempts to tame it with a brush. Each strand seemed to have its own agenda, flaring out wildly, unruly and untamed. She pushed a strand behind her ear, trying to hide it, but it only bounced right back into place. A sigh escaped her lips as she stared at her reflection. There was no denying it—this wasn’t the look of a model. This wasn’t the image she wanted to project into the world.
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She had been called many things in her life—beautiful wasn’t one of them. Maybe “cute,” but never beautiful. Her freckles, scattered across her nose and cheeks, seemed more like blemishes to her classmates than the things that made her unique. She had tried to cover them up, but it always felt wrong. They were a part of her, and no matter how much foundation she layered on, they peeked through, reminding her that she was different.
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“Why can’t I just look like everyone else?” she muttered to herself, touching the freckles as if they were an imperfection she could somehow wipe away.
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But then she remembered. Those thoughts. The dreams.
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Charlotte had always wanted to be a model. The kind of model you see in magazines—flawless, timeless, always poised. She’d started cutting out pictures of her favorite models when she was younger, pasting them in a scrapbook. At first, it was just a harmless dream, an escape from the harshness of her reality. But as time passed, it became more than that. It became a goal.
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A goal that felt more and more impossible with each passing year.
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Her dream seemed so far out of reach. There were girls at school who were tall, thin, and perfectly put together. Girls whose skin never broke out, whose hair was always shiny and straight. And there was Charlotte, sitting in the back of the room, frizzy hair, uneven skin tone, and awkward, gangly limbs. If she had any hope of fitting in, she needed to change.
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"Maybe I could do something about it," Charlotte whispered to herself as she leaned closer to the mirror, inspecting her nose, her lips, her eyes. She pinched her cheeks in frustration, wondering if plastic surgery could change things. She had seen those before-and-after photos online—the ones that promised a better, more beautiful life with a few simple adjustments. Maybe that was the answer. Maybe she could do that, too.
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But then the guilt came rushing in, as it always did. Could she really do that to herself? Was she willing to compromise who she was just to be accepted? The question lingered, unanswered, like an unwelcome guest in her mind.
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As she pulled her sweater off and began looking for something else to wear, she felt the familiar weight of despair pressing down on her. How had she ended up here? When had it all gone so wrong?
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The clock ticked relentlessly on the wall, its sound filling the quiet room as Charlotte grabbed a blouse from the closet. Her fingers lingered over it. It was the same blouse she had worn last week, but maybe, just maybe, it would look different today. Maybe she could make herself feel different.
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The blouse was a deep red, the kind that always made her feel bold, like she was daring the world to see her. She’d bought it on impulse a few months ago, telling herself that it would be the one thing that would finally make her feel noticed. After all, it was a color that demanded attention. It was vibrant, fiery—everything Charlotte felt she wasn't. But every time she wore it, the feeling was short-lived. It never made her feel bold or confident. It only reminded her of how much she longed for approval.
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As she slipped it on, Charlotte caught her reflection again, this time focusing on the curves of her body that she had tried so hard to ignore. The way her hips curved outward, the way her chest didn't measure up to the standards she saw in every magazine. How did she fit into a world that seemed to have already decided who was worthy of attention?
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She looked at herself again, but this time she didn’t turn away immediately. This time, she studied herself. She let herself feel the weight of her emotions, the longing, the confusion, and the self-doubt. The world had always made her feel like an outsider, like a stranger in her own skin. It wasn’t enough to just dream anymore. She needed something—anything—that would prove she wasn’t invisible.
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And then there was the idea.
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Maybe she could change. Maybe she could alter herself just enough to fit in, to be seen. She could undergo surgery, try new treatments, dye her hair a lighter color. Perhaps if she changed enough, she would be what everyone wanted her to be. The thought made her stomach twist, but it was the only solution she could think of. After all, the world had already made its decision about her, hadn’t it?
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Just as she was about to grab her phone and Google plastic surgery options, a loud knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts.
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“Charlotte, honey, breakfast is ready,” her mother called through the door.
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Charlotte frowned, her shoulders sinking. She didn’t want to face anyone. She didn’t want to go downstairs and pretend everything was fine. The pressure was too much. But she couldn’t avoid it. She forced a smile, smoothing down her blouse before walking to the door.
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“I’m coming,” she called, voice heavy with exhaustion.
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The world outside her room seemed to hum with life, bustling with noise and energy, a world that Charlotte could never quite tap into. Downstairs, her mother was humming as she flipped pancakes, a scene so normal, so mundane, that Charlotte couldn’t even process it. Her mother’s voice, the way she moved around the kitchen with such grace, seemed foreign to her.
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Charlotte sat at the table, picking at the breakfast in front of her. The food was good, but it didn’t fill the empty space inside her. She wasn’t hungry for food. She was hungry for change. For validation. For acceptance.
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Her mother looked up from the stove, her smile wide and warm. “How are you feeling, sweetie? Big plans for today?”
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Charlotte nodded absently, trying to hide the turmoil inside her. “Yeah. Just… you know, the usual.”
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Her mother’s smile didn’t falter, but Charlotte could see the concern in her eyes. She could feel the weight of her mother’s love, and yet, it felt like a burden. How could she tell her mother what she really wanted? How could she admit that she was terrified of never being good enough?
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By the time Charlotte left for school, the doubts hadn’t disappeared. They lingered like a shadow, whispering at the back of her mind. She could hear them now—louder than before, louder than her mother's voice, louder than the sound of her own heart.
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You’ll never be good enough. You’ll never be beautiful enough. You’ll never be enough.
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The thoughts filled her head as she walked to the bus stop, shoulders hunched, head down.
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25. "I am not afraid. I was born to do this." — Joan of Arc
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26. "You are enough just as you are." — Meghan Markle
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27. "What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals." — Zig Ziglar
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28. "You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated." — Maya Angelou
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29. "Self-love is the greatest middle finger of all time." — Unknown
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30. "Life is tough, my darling, but so are you." — Stephanie Bennett Henry
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31. "The only limit to our realization of tomorrow is our doubts of today." — Franklin D. Roosevelt
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32. "We cannot all succeed when half of us are held back." — Malala Yousafzai
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33. "Don’t let anyone ever dull your sparkle." — Unknown
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34. "It’s not your job to like me… it’s mine." — Byron Katie
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35. "I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become." — Carl Jung
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36. "You are capable of amazing things." — Unknown
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37. "The strongest actions for a woman is to love herself, be herself, and shine amongst those who never believed she could." — Unknown
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38. "You don’t have to be perfect to be amazing." — Unknown
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39. "Your voice is powerful. Don’t let anyone silence you." — Unknown
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40. "Success is not how high you have climbed, but how you make a positive difference to the world." — Roy T. Bennett
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41. "Your worth is not defined by your mistakes, but by your ability to rise again." — Unknown
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42. "Never apologize for being a powerful woman." — Unknown
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43. "Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." — Oscar Wilde
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44. "A woman with a voice is, by definition, a strong woman." — Melinda Gates
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45. "You can’t pour from an empty cup. Take care of yourself first." — Unknown
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46. "The greatest thing in the world is to know how to be oneself." — Unknown
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47. "A strong woman stands up for herself. A stronger woman stands up for everyone else." — Unknown
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48. "Self-care is giving the world the best of you, instead of what’s left of you." — Katie Reed
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49. "Don’t wait for the perfect moment. Take the moment and make it perfect." — Unknown
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50. "You are enough. You are so enough, it’s unbelievable how enough you are." — Sierra Boggess
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These quotes have been my favourite. So , I just wanna use this opportunity to share it with you all.
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Acknowledgements
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I am deeply grateful to everyone who has contributed to making this book possible. Writing is a journey that can only be completed with the support, inspiration, and encouragement of others.
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First and foremost, I want to thank the incredible women whose stories of strength and resilience have inspired this book. Your journeys, whether lived or imagined, have shown me the true meaning of empowerment and courage. The women in the military, the wives who support them, and every woman who dares to embrace her power — this book is dedicated to you.
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I would also like to thank my family and friends for their unwavering belief in me and my writing. Your encouragement, love, and support have been the foundation on which this book was built.
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A special thanks to the countless authors, thinkers, and leaders whose words and quotes have shaped the narrative of this book. Your wisdom and perspective continue to inspire women around the world to stand tall and embrace their true selves.
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Finally, to the readers — your journey with this book means the world to me. I hope these words resonate with you, inspire you, and remind you of your own power. Thank you for taking this journey with me.
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A Heartfelt Thank You
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Dear Reader,
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As you close the pages of this book, I want to take a moment to express my deepest gratitude to you. Thank you for embracing the stories, struggles, and triumphs of the women who have walked this journey of self-discovery, empowerment, and resilience. Every word was written with you in mind for you, for your strength, and for your capacity to rise above the challenges you face.
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This book is not just a collection of stories; it is a tribute to the incredible women who have learned to embrace their own power and worth, in every form, in every season of life. My hope is that within these pages, you find a piece of yourself — a reminder of the fierce, compassionate, and beautiful soul you are.
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Thank you for your support, your belief in the importance of self-improvement, and your dedication to the uplifting journey of women everywhere. May you always remember that you are worthy, you are enough, and you are capable of achieving the incredible.
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With all my love and gratitude,
Sapoorna
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About the Author
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I’m Sapoorna T S , a student with a passion for writing stories and poems. Writing is a way for me to explore the depths of emotions, experiences, and the power within us all. Through my words, I hope to inspire others to embrace their journey, find their strength,
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and live authentically. Every story I tell comes from a place of deep connection to the human spirit and the resilience we carry.
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CONNECT WITH AUTHOR:
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