Never Asked Only Told

Never Asked Only Told

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Never ASKED Only Told by Josef John I never asked to be who I am. I was told to be quiet. Told to be good. Told to be something else. This is the story of the silence I was raised in - the bruises you don't see, the words that never leave your mouth, the love that feels like war. Told in memories, poems, diary entries, and heartbreak, this is me - trying to breathe inside a house that never felt like home. Trying to love when I was taught to hide. Trying to become something more than what they wanted. It's not perfect. It's not clean. But it's mine. And I'm still here.
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