Story:

During Corona, I started to write my thoughts down on paper, probably because I needed to blow off steam. Since I have dysgraphia, dyslexia and do not like to write, it was also a personal challenge to overcome my fear of being a bad writer. They are my inner dialog and observations of the world that surrounds me.

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We use so many words to define us. But what if those words just put us in a box, give us labels, put boundaries on us. None of those words are we. The more we try to escape the more boxes we invent, the bigger walls we build. None of those words gives us freedom that we seek.

I have so many faces, even I lost count, none of them is I and all of them are me. They told me so many times that I was strange; sometimes I cared too much other times I didn’t care enough. I was labelled by the needs of others.

I can’t tell you how many times I was asked if I was a boy or a girl, or how many times I’ve heard a sentence you don’t even need a man. But, I never told them that I don’t need a woman either.

It is the need; the need is what scares me. The need makes you vulnerable, the need to fit in, to be recognized, to be loved, to be accepted. If I lose the need, I might become free, but I might become dull to.