Yesterday I had a meltdown. It was over something silly like friends versus true friends, but I figure I now realize how weird I am to some people given that I keep myself lock up inside. I think my image allow people to think I am just like them, but once they know me (trans not related) more, they do not want to hang out with me. At least thats one friend, and another friend who I did not consider a close friend told me I am welcome to his place whenever. I guess hes a true friend, since he accepts me.
I know its something people in their teens go through. I guess it finally happened to me, since I never was invited to parties or what not...
This poem touch my heart too.
(https://www.susans.org/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.poemhunter.com%2Fi%2Fpoem_images%2F785%2Fthe-rose-that-grew-from-concrete-2.jpg&hash=a0fab7234cc6035e1889d4a1e9bea91e6bd5e56c)