I got rid of a lot of stuff. Clothing, accessories and pictures of me from about age 12 to age 20. Gifts I received for my birthday or Christmas that somehow reminds me of my “female role” I felt I was playing for so long. Birthday cards or letters that describe how nice of a girl I was. Drawings I made, crafts I made.
All those memories are suffocating. I literally really need space to figure things out.
All those memories are suffocating. I literally really need space to figure things out.
-mrsparklebutt
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