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i feel like i cant breathe most of the time maybe its the tight binder on my ribs maybe its the suffocating thoughts that tell me im not good enough maybe its all the stares that i know are questioning my gender i wish i could tell you it gets easier every time someone calls me a girl when im wearing all mens clothes, a binder, and short hair but it doesnt it gets worse so much worse no matter the effort i put in how hard i try to present as masculine as possible at the point where i cant even see anything feminine about myself anymore im always seen as the thing that will always break me down sometimes i think it would be easier to take it all back say im a girl and dress like one at least then ill be seen as how im trying to ill hide behind a mask say im something that im not because arent i doing that already? saying im okay and that it doesnt matter when someone calls me a girl? putting on fake smile and act like it doesnt feel like someone took my spirit and covered it with the wrong color paint i feel like i shouldnt be myself most of the time
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