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Who Am I

I Used to be this girl that was so concieted. taking pics of myself always saying how beautiful i looked to my self and was told that all the time. a couple years go past i look in the mirror and hate what i see. from being harrased about my gender at work from coworkers to managers and then having it happen in my personal life took a toll on my confidence.. when i look into a mirror i see what they see. hearing people ask is that a man. tore me down because i use to drop to my knees at work asking god whats wrong with me. looking at myself saying ewww hating myself picking on myself for what others saw. dont be blinded by what you see in the pic. lord knows im all woman. i just want the ignorance to stop. thinking if i popped a bottle of pills and ended my life it all will go away i couldnt take it.. but god told me that im still alive for a reason and i can over come this.. crying to my past boyfriend. to hearing his mom whispering mean things about me to her son. but never telling him i knew.. thinking if i layed across a table to get surgery then it all will go away. still nothing helped me get through this pain.. i havent went through this all my life and to go through it now bothers me who am i?

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