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“Sometimes, people in life will try to falsify your being. They will exploit your insecurities, make your wounds bleed. They will mock your voice until you choose to never speak. They will shut you down in fear you will rise up. They will tell you, that you are not you. As if a bird who can’t fly isn’t a bird. As if an artist without hands to paint isn’t an artist. In that case:
I’m not a writer.
I’m not a girl. 
I’m not a student.
I’m not a sister.
I’m not a daughter.
I am Nobody. 
But nobody deserves to be treated any less than a human.”