They say you need to be a certain way. They say you need to have courage. They say you need to be successful. They all say something.

I was raised to have no choice. It was either this or that. My life was already planned from the moment I stepped foot on this planet.  

I never asked for much nor wanted anything. All I truly wanted was choice. Many people have this opportunity. But I never had.

Or so I thought.

Everyone has choice. Whether you stick up for what you believe in or you don’t. I’m scared of not being accepted. Of being shot down of my ideas.

I am terrified.


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