My Life Being Non-binary
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Hi my name is sal, I'm 15 years old, FTM, and pan-sexual.
I have savvier anxiety, depression, and all types of hilusinations.
I'm what i call half in the closet aka only a few people know about me being trans, and almost all know about me being pan.
So ya this is basically my life.
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