when you started appearing in my body I felt cursed, disfigured and disgusted...

the very look on people's faces when they see me wearing skirts was enough to send me over the edge, It made me feel like a freak...

I can still recall back in primary I stopped engaging in sports, or wearing skirts.I refrained from anything that had to do with me showing off my legs...

I hated myself for having this condition, it felt as a punishment for a crime I never committed,,

I would weep day in day out, the worst thing about it was when I had to go shopping for shoes worst nightmare!

whenever people saw my legs they would treat me like an invalid,ask me all sorts of questions , questions I didn't have answers for ;I was only twelve what were they expecting,,

I guess growing And allowing myself to feel all those emotions helped me in accepting that I can hide it but I can never run from it

for acceptence doesn't come alone it comes with peace and sanity

_free at last


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