Here's a version that feels a little more like your voice:
For the longest time, I tried to make myself fit into other people's ideas of who I was supposed to be.
Too queer.
Too soft.
Too political.
Too academic.
Too feminine.
Too masculine.
Too much.
Never quite enough.
The thing is... I don't exist to fit into anyone else's misconceptions of me.
I don't owe anyone a simpler story, a tidier label, or a version of myself that's easier to understand.
I only owe myself the freedom to be myself.
A teacher with ink on her fingers and too many books. A lover of languages, good coffee, cats, knee socks, and finding wonder in small things. Equal parts thoughtful, stubborn, and just a tiny bit cute (ah, maybe...). 🌸
The right people won't ask me to become someone else.
They'll simply smile and say, "There you are."
And that, I think, is a rather beautiful way to exist.
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