Time
after time I found myself returning to a single moment, standing in
front of a mirror looking at the girl who looked back at me. I knew what
I saw was me, the real, true me as I knew myself to be, heart and soul.
It was a thrilling, terrifying moment which took away my breath and set
my heart to racing. I can only say it was akin to looking into your own
eyes and finding your soul reflected there.
Rediscovery is just what it says. A lovely post from Kira that many should relate to.
Contradictions and Multitudes
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Do I contradict myself?Very well then I contradict myself,(I am large, I
contain multitudes.) -Walt Whitman Cisgender people have it so easy when it
comes ...
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