I was supposed to be successful. Supposed to go to Harvard. Supposed to graduate high school and college early. I was supposed to save myself for marriage. Supposed to have boyfriends. Supposed to be skinny. Supposed to be happy. Supposed to be married with a child or two by now. I was supposed to have a job to be able to support myself on my own. Supposed to be perfect.
I was supposed to be anyone but who I am.
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