She’s always a woman to me

      I never really liked that I am a girl. Growing up with boys and men around me, I always used to feel different in not a very good way. So what followed was me being one of the boys. Talking like them, eating like them (which I still do), playing all day, swearing like them and of course dressing like a boy too. Then I was welcomed by Puberty. That was the time I begin to hate...

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