Honestly my emotions get the worst of me at times add sensory overload to it and I need to have someone I can talk about them to like a daddy.In so many ways much of that really goes back to my earliest days, not being allowed to be me at school, at home or in the wider community feeling as if I was impostor in the groups I was put in cos I wasn't male, forever gaslight, when all I needed was a friend or two who could accept me for what I am and maybe create a space for me until I was able to move out.
It never happened.


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