life

I love my family.

But I can feel their worry for me.  I’m not like anyone else in the family, and I’ve made different decisions. 

But that doesn’t mean they should worry. 

Their worry is suffocating, and makes me feel like a freak.  There’s nothing wrong with my choices, or the person I’ve decided to be. 

I’m just different.

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