How do I even put into words what is happening? It's an awakening but that sounds so fucking trite.
I spent years, LITERALLY YEARS, trying to fit into a model that would please him and subsequently anyone. Begging for attention and validation. See Me. Love Me.
Fuck that.
AND FUCK HIM.
I will never allow anyone to tell me again who I am and what I'm worth.
There's so so so much more to say but the feeling is fucking freedom.
The music, THE FUCKING MUSIC, it's such a loud cacophony that reverberates in my entire body.
I AM ME AND I AM ALIVE. AND I DON'T CARE WHAT ANYONE THINKS ABOUT ME ANYMORE.
They can all fucking choke. I am here to celebrate joy, connection, belonging and the beauty of being alive.
I know, love and feel myself fully. I am gay. I knew it at four years of age. I will never let anyone tell me who I am ever again.
Let's start here.
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