Lazyandtalentless
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They told me who I was before I even had the chance to figure it out. Before I could understand myself, they already put labels on me and decided who I was supposed to be. I never got to be who I really am because they decided for me.
From the start, society put expectations on me. I didn’t have the chance to figure out who I truly was because I was constantly told who I was supposed to be. Instead of being allowed to grow and learn about myself, I was told how to behave, what to do, and what I should be like. Every time I tried to be myself, I was reminded of the labels placed on me.
I just wanted the freedom to figure things out on my own, to make mistakes and learn who I am. But every time I tried, I was told I had to fit into soyciety’s expectations. I wasn’t allowed to be imperfect or change without being judged. My whole life has felt like I’ve been forced into someone else’s idea of who I should be.
I just want the chance to figure out who I really am, to make my own choices, and to decide what I want for myself. But the labels and judgments are still there, and no matter how hard I try, they feel like they’ll always be a part of me. It’s like I never got to choose who I was.
From the start, society put expectations on me. I didn’t have the chance to figure out who I truly was because I was constantly told who I was supposed to be. Instead of being allowed to grow and learn about myself, I was told how to behave, what to do, and what I should be like. Every time I tried to be myself, I was reminded of the labels placed on me.
I just wanted the freedom to figure things out on my own, to make mistakes and learn who I am. But every time I tried, I was told I had to fit into soyciety’s expectations. I wasn’t allowed to be imperfect or change without being judged. My whole life has felt like I’ve been forced into someone else’s idea of who I should be.
I just want the chance to figure out who I really am, to make my own choices, and to decide what I want for myself. But the labels and judgments are still there, and no matter how hard I try, they feel like they’ll always be a part of me. It’s like I never got to choose who I was.





