Dear World,
Looking back at all the things that have been thrown my way, it seems as if I've lived the poster life. I get good grades, never get in trouble, and go to church several times a week. It's not what it seems to be though. I've dealt with every struggle that you can imagine, from death to depression. Most importantly though, I've dealt with the need to be what you all want me to be. Now I want out. I want to be loved, and since I came to the realization that I'm not who I've always pretended to be, I can't help but take every opportunity to prove it. In the last few months, I've broken rules and broken barriers. I'm not normal, and I want to be loved like I'm anything but. I want to experience a heart wrenching passion, and I want the persona that I've worn my entire life to cease to exist.
I am one of a kind, but I'm still just like you. It's almost as if we are all born the same. We all come from the same bowl of soup, or whatever it is you believe we came from. Then, as we slowly transition into life and society, we are each issued our own type of skin. We are put into a costume, and we are told to go out and be that person. For some of us, what's underneath the costume is the same person the costume depicts. Those are the lucky ones. For others, we're trapped in a shell that looks nothing like the person we believe we truly are. I thought I was the lucky one that was the same underneath. Now I realize I'm stuck in a uniform that is nothing like me at all. It has melted into my skin, and it's impossible to tell what's me, and what's the prison jumpsuit that I've been wearing for as long as I can remember.
In reality, I'm just like you, born in a body just like yours, your friend's, or your mom's, and I've grown into a body that's unique to me. It all got screwed up when we were forced to act like the person someone else wanted us to be. Still, the one thing we all deserves in life is to be able to take off the uniform that's been branded to us, and be proud. I want a love that defies what you all describe as "normal." I want to feel a love that makes me proud to be me. The most important love of all is the one I long for. I want self love. I deserve self love.
Love, @NoCreepsta
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RandomThis is my entry for the #LoveSimon contest. I'm just like you, and I deserve love