just a part of me

I grew up in a world where it was not okay to be quiet– in some ways, I still live there. … Soccer practices, soccer games, school hallways, overflowing lunchrooms family parties, hanging out with friends. … Being labeled, The Quiet One felt like wearing an oversized sweater, one I could sink into and neverContinue reading “just a part of me”

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