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There are some things with which I struggle.
When I ask someone a question and I know they aren’t telling me the truth, I get quiet. I cannot call them on it.
When my understanding of a situation seems valid, yet I cannot explain it to someone else, I feel judged.
When my smiles or greetings fall into a void, I wonder why I bother.
John always tells me to smile and greet freely, to embrace my nontraditional ways and succeed, and to know the truth isn’t always mine to set free.
I wish you well.
Love,
me.
Lavagal 