Girl in the Mirror
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Última publicación mar, feb 2, 2021
"Okay, so, I need to tell you something and I don't know how." I look nervously at my mom, hoping that she excepts me.
"You know that you can tell me anything, correct?" I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I need to do this. She needs to know.
"Mom... I'm gay." I look at my mom and she's staring at the table. I can practically see the gears turning in her head as she processes exactly what I just said.
"So... You like girls? What about boys...?"
"Mom, I'm a lesbian." She sits for a second, processing what I told her. She gets up, gives me a great, big hug, and says, " I am SO proud of you."
After coming out to her entire school and her mom, 16-year-old, Jazz Peters decides it's time to be her self. But every time she looks in the mirror, she loses confidence. A couple of months later, she was diagnosed with body dysphoria. She decides to try and over come this "thing" and pushes all of the negative out. (Most of the events in this story actually happened. Names have been changed.)
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