The people around me do drugs and drink alcohol, all without their parents knowing. They do it in the school field during lunch. Some of them have tried pushing me around to put bags of..something..into my backpack.
Of course I'm smarter than that, and I decide to turn around along without thrusting my bag into their face.
Although..Those kids aren't the only ones..My parents drink very often around me, and smoke. Thats probably the reason they're so toxic. They hate my brother because they listened in on a conversation we were privately having about him being gay.
Everywhere I go, theres always someone criticizing a sexuality.
And I can't stand up to them..
I went to the Book store after school again, and I had a good amount of money on me, so I decided to see if they had that book that I found in the Library. I flipped through it a bit to make sure the pages were in order, no vandalism...
And what'd you know...
Someone wrote in thick pink highlighter on a chapter with the title "My Sexuality"
And that someone wrote "FAG"
I hate this community..
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That Dysphoric Person Behind the Screen
Teen FictionMany people eventually feel dysphoric in their life, but how many people really address it to others..Or even the ones they care about? Insecurities throw you off too much
