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I remember when I thought I was weak Sometimes I still do But then I remember what a friend once said to me She was trying to calm me down from a panic and asthma attack I sobbed and apologized for being so weak She told me to look at her as she rubbed soothing circles on my back "Max, you are one of the strongest people I know Everyday you get up and you live You struggle to get your binder on You struggle to be recognized as the boy you are You deal with idiots who call you names and taunt you So no, Max you are the strongest and manliest of men I know." That night I learn that I wasn't weak, but that I am strong
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Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 8:35 PM UTC
Strong
I remember when I thought I was weak Sometimes I still do But then I remember what a friend once said to me She was trying to calm me down from a panic and asthma attack I sobbed and apologized for being so weak She told me to look at her as she rubbed soothing circles on my back "Max, you are one of the strongest people I know Everyday you get up and you live You struggle to get your binder on You struggle to be recognized as the boy you are You deal with idiots who call you names and taunt you So no, Max you are the strongest and manliest of men I know." That night I learn that I wasn't weak, but that I am strong
This is for my friend who has helped me in being who I am and accepting it.
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18/Genderqueer/United States of America
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 8:35 PM UTC
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