Free
Iām sick of this body
Sick of this dysphoria.Ā
Sick of wearing 8 layers in 96 degree heat just to feel less insecure.
I want to be free.
I want to be me.
I want to be free from these consequences of growing up.
Free from the blood being forced to spill out of me, staining every piece of clothing with nothing but a cruel reminder of the body I was given. The body Iām stuck with.
Free from wh...
Monday 7th October 2024 8:35 am
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