“Was I born in the wrong body?”, “Is my pure existence a sin?”, “Am I a person deserving of hatred by everyone in the galaxy?” - These were just a few of the thoughts that run through the dark ravines of the corner of “Identity”. However, in the middle of the two, a single light was there where you can sit and come to a realization. I have sat there before, but every single time, I forgot what I learn. I know this because if I have actually remembered anything, my daily life would not be filled with utter dysphoria. And so, I sit again. Then I realized something. I realized that perhaps it does not matter. It is not important to label myself, to be put in a box along with others who have been ostracized, to worry about how others will react. Should my priority not be my own happiness? I should not care about the views of people who know nothing. I am anything that I want to be. I stood up, satisfied with the conclusion. I said goodbye to the place inside my head, and leave through the door, forgetting about all of it once again.
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