Oh sure, as an adult I was living a life outside the mainstream, but I was only pushing the edges of that box, never fully stepping out of it. I’d cultivated and rigidly maintained a pink, sparkly, non threatening, supportively magical facade, blunting my individuality, restraining my power, and repressing my fierce rebelliousness.
It was fucking exhausting.
Worse than that, my actions not only hurt me personally but also propped up a system of oppression that damages everyone it touches.