I'm no longer the dorky anxious teenager I used to be and I never will be again.I've been sorting through old photos and this goofy dude feels so alien to me. between all the tattoos and estrogen I barely recognise myself. I still don't pass by any stretch but every once in a while I'll catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I'll see her. I can only hope over time those brief glances will linger a little longer. one day perhaps I'll look back at photos of myself now with the same disconnected feeling and pride of how far I've grown.I just need to keep going
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