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I consider myself a very social person, but if I’m being honest, I constantly feel that I am always on the outside looking in.
I often wonder if it accounts for my strength or my not knowing a damn thing about anything that I actively put myself in these situations where I am knowingly at my most uncomfortable. Perhaps, in essence, it sounds appealing navigating within a location to which you are not native and different from those around you, however, you are in hopes that you’ll come across as an individual – mysterious and unique. Who is this mermaid? Let’s be friends! Who doesn’t want to feel this way? Continue reading “The Patriarchal Reasons I Got Married at 18”