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Writing, and expression in general, came to me like a salve to my wind-worn heart. Growing up as a sensitive and curious person, my empathy was always framed for me as a crux; A personal flaw that would weaken my ability to conquer and achieve. I worried that sharing myself, showing myself, and expressing myself would make me vulnerable to the collective ‘them’ who were out ‘there’ to hold me back. Today, I see the ironic truth: it was hiding from the shame of being exposed by ‘them’ that kept me small. Today, I claim my expression. I claim my writing. I claim my words. I claim myself.
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Writing, and expression in general, came to me like a salve to my wind-worn heart. Growing up as a sensitive and curious person, my empathy was always framed for me as a crux; A personal flaw that would weaken my ability to conquer and achieve. I worried that sharing myself, showing myself, and expressing myself would make me vulnerable to the collective ‘them’ who were out ‘there’ to hold me back. Today, I see the ironic truth: it was hiding from the shame of being exposed by ‘them’ that kept me small. Today, I claim my expression. I claim my writing. I claim my words. I claim myself.
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