Voiceless Life
I grew up without a voice. Not because I could not speak but because nobody was listening for mine. Every adult around me had already decided who I was.
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Back to all storiesI grew up without a voice. Not because I could not speak but because nobody was listening for mine. Every adult around me had already decided who I was.
Continue reading...Everyone grows up with expectations. But what happens when no one actually expects anything from you. Or worse, when they hand you this idea that you can do anything and then reality shows up.
Continue reading...I did not have a childhood. I had a schedule of surgeries and recoveries with some school in between. And the thing about missing your childhood is that it does not just disappear.
Continue reading...When someone dies, you do not just lose them. You lose every chance you had to do it differently. And that is the part that does not go away.
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