Struggling to be Me

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Age 18, Wisconsin USA

Dear Momma,
I would like to apologize for being me. I’m sorry I never have the courage to tell you what I’m really feeling.
The truth is that I’m so f*cking insecure. I’m so empty inside that it doesn’t even hurt when bad things happen. I don’t seem to have the ability to cry anymore. I like girls as much if not more than I like guys. I support everyone in the lgbtq community.
I’m sorry I never told you who I really am.
I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. I can’t be me.
I’m sorry for being who I am.
I hope you can forgive me.

Your daughter,

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