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In the early days of grieving, whenever I was forced to go into public, I wanted to drape myself from head to toe in black cloth. I wanted to hide myself with mourning attire so that no one would bother me. In Victorian times, women would wear black so that the public would know that she was in mourning, and shouldn’t be bothered or approached. The veil in particular was meant to hide her sadness because it was a private matter. I would love for this to still be tradition because it would suit my desire to hide away, and let the general public know that I want to be respected, and left alone. I still wear black everyday, but most people assume that it’s just a fashion choice. But, perhaps some understand that I’m in mourning, and I wish to be left alone.
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