Hello peeps! So, I've been tagged by the lovely @aureyn (Thanks again for that ;) ). Now, how does this work? Well, if you get tagged, you write a story containing 20 facts about you. Then you dedicate your story to whoever tagged you and nominate a...
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Hello my ugly little duckling, Today, you turn 27. Although this age isn't a traditional milestone, you've reached a place in your short life where you feel content, confident and comfortable. It was not an easy journey to get to this place, though. In primary school, kids bullied you because one of your eyes looked smaller than the other. They called you one-eye or cyclops and hurt you in more ways than one. As a result, you always considered yourself an ugly little duckling, even when people complimented you on your looks. Because of the bullying, you had your eyelid surgically lifted in the summer before you started secondary school so you wouldn't be picked on again.
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However, once in secondary school, kids didn't bully you for your eye, but for your weirdness. You learned a hard, but valuable lesson: if people sense you're different, they'll single you out regardless. Your physical appearance, personality, hobbies, your (admittedly abysmal) sense of fashion, your femininity or gayness...nothing about you was ever normal, but who wants to be normal? Normal is boring and you were never boring. You are weird, creative, and unique. Even when picking topics for your dissertations (yes, plural, you wrote three of those fuckers), you thought out of the box. So, it's no surprise that you always valued your mind above all else.
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Then, at age 23, tragedy struck and you felt as if the ground had crumbled beneath your feet plunging you in a dark abyss. At your lowest point, you turned to your greatest passion: food. It helped you forget about your troubles and hone a new skill, baking. You still love it to this day and proudly call yourself "baking queen" in jest.
