From The Begining
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GENDER DYSPHORIA. PSYCHOLOGIST IN THE MAKING (2 of 2)
Faith propelled me through the whole journey as I was taken ill days before the Entrance Test that affected my very minimal preparation
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GENDER DYSPHORIA. EERIE MIST
Corrupting my core would start a chain reaction of imploding me back down to the bottom of the wormhole I had agonizingly climbed out of.
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GENDER DYSPHORIA. A TALE OF WONDER LOST
The horizon. An optical illusion of a mere stone’s throw away, yet infinitely beyond reach
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GENDER DYSPHORIA, DISILLUSIONED
I am broken. I am scattered. I am overwhelmed. I am drowning.
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AUTHENTICITY. THORNY WATER
A dark abyss of nothingness. Hidden in the deepest blackness. Surrounded by murky waters. As far as my eyes can see
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AUTHENTICITY. LIFE IS UNFAIR
What emotion is this? Gnawing at my soul. Like maggots on dead flesh. Decomposition their living passion
