I really miss seeing my best friend, Raja. I never realized how insignificant I was in Marid's eyes until I lost her. I guess that's all I am, insignificant and worthless. Raja's presence was keeping me sane up until now as she listened to my thoughts and feelings while Marid just scoffs and talks over me like my feelings don't even matter. I hate complaining like this, it makes me feel even more pathetic than I already am. What would Babah think if he saw me like this; I never saw him show any sign of weakness. What would he possibly say if he saw his son acting like a little... I'm sorry. I know I'm apologizing to pieces of paper, but I still feel stupid for allowing myself to feel like this. Marid always says "I'm one of the guys," but I really don't feel like I am. I miss being young and naive.
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𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐆𝐚𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭
Romance❝ When I walk into a room full of people, I always look for you first ❞ ஐ In which Zaki Hadad, a gay Saudi Arabian teen, struggles to accept himself in an oppressive society and outlets his feelings into his journal.
