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205 days until I’m free the biggest weight lifted off my chest literally where’s my reflection? the mirror doesn’t show it frightening is the sight of my naked flesh exhaustion has become too familiar each day feels like eternity burying my body in clothes way too big it brings some comfort some
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 10:13 PM UTC
no comfort
205 days until I’m free the biggest weight lifted off my chest literally where’s my reflection? the mirror doesn’t show it frightening is the sight of my naked flesh exhaustion has become too familiar each day feels like eternity burying my body in clothes way too big it brings some comfort some
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20/Transgender Male/WA
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 10:13 PM UTC
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