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“He’s slipping from me,” I said, and I knew I was crying about more than this.
I know some people believe it’s just hair. That it’s not a big deal.
When I was born I came out looking just like them.
The self was attacking the self. My body was blaming itself: it didn’t matter how many times I said or anyone else said, “It isn’t your fault.” I believed it was.
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