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Over the last several weeks, I've been talking a lot with my two closest friends. They're both trans femmes and they've been really great to me. They've been listening so closely to me working out over two decades of bottled up trauma and never seemed to get tired of it. I feel like such an unimaginable weight has been lifted
And the whole time I look back on that time I am absolutely baffled and astounded that they bit their tongues and never told me the most obvious thing on earth
Good afternoon, [email protected]. I made it :)