"Inbetween" is a harsh and hurtful word. It comes from the judging environment and a group of people trying to put me down. I have been empty too long. I am a person who belongs to a different kind of orientation. But not a second class citizen. I am a human being and a working person who have a career and a friend and a sexual person and a laughing human and a concern human and a vital human. I am a person. I resent what all term they'd call me. I am alive. I am part of the world.
Today I carry the scars of my bitter grief. In a way I look upon them as battle stripes, marks of my fight to attain an identity of my own. I owe the person I am today.
Today I am someone else. I am stronge
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