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It’s a little weird, knowing what you can be. When I was young, I didn’t really question some things. They were what they were. There was no, “what am I?” That wasn’t a thing because I never realized that you could be something else. People called me a girl because I looked like one. People called me a girl because I was one. People called me a girl, and it never felt out of place. And that was that. Ignorance is bliss, in that regard. You don’t know something feels off when you don’t know it /can/ be off. Sometimes, I think it would be better to be blind than to spend a lifetime seeing the dents in the wall, wondering if they were always there, or if you made them yourself.
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Oct 21, 2021
Oct 21, 2021 at 9:10 AM UTC
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It’s a little weird, knowing what you can be. When I was young, I didn’t really question some things. They were what they were. There was no, “what am I?” That wasn’t a thing because I never realized that you could be something else. People called me a girl because I looked like one. People called me a girl because I was one. People called me a girl, and it never felt out of place. And that was that. Ignorance is bliss, in that regard. You don’t know something feels off when you don’t know it /can/ be off. Sometimes, I think it would be better to be blind than to spend a lifetime seeing the dents in the wall, wondering if they were always there, or if you made them yourself.
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Oct 21, 2021
Oct 21, 2021 at 9:10 AM UTC
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