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What am I trying to prove?Day in and day out?That I am resilient?That I don’t fall when I trip?That I can?That perfection is my friend, and knowing-it-all raised me?That my insecurities are not valid?That the pain I feel isn’t real?That the pain I feel isn’t normal?There’s nothing new under the sun.Why does it feel likeContinue reading “Excerpt From My Diary”