I grew up in a world with Anxiety, Shame, and Fantasy.

Anonymous

Not liking boys in elementary school is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

Anonymous

Elementary school is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

Anonymous

Being true to myself means being both open and consistent.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with White, Black, and Other.

Anonymous

Clique segregated elementry school is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

Anonymous

Hanging out with "Different" Black people put a lot of my insecurities to rest.

Anonymous

Being true to myself means being both fitting in and fitting out.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with women, witches, and druids.

Anonymous

7 is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with Military, Alcoholic, and Broken home.

Anonymous

Hanging out with my close friends put a lot of my insecurities to rest.

Anonymous

Being true to myself means being both strong and vulnerable.

Anonymous

Being true to myself means being both strong and vulnerable.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with loving parents, shit neighbours, and a variety of friends.

Anonymous

12 is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

Anonymous

Hanging out with Carefree friends put a lot of my insecurities to rest.

Anonymous

Being true to myself means being both Genuine and Realistic.

Anonymous

My truth is Unknown.

Anonymous

My little white lie is...
Boyfriend Secrets Family Loyalty Jumpoff User.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with joy, trust, and love.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with food, bitches, and money.

steph – Batman

I grew up in a world with anti-semitism, wealth, and beauty.

Craig Phillips – Goleta, CA

I grew up in a world with Allah, Mom, and Dad.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with privilege, comfort, and love.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with family, food, and God.

Haylee – Yuba City

Childhood is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

Haylee – Yuba City

My truth is myself.

Haylee – Yuba City

My little white lie is...
I do not fit in anywere.

Haylee – Yuba City

I grew up in a world with love, food, and affection.

Anonymous

School is the earliest memory I have of feeling different.

Anonymous

Hanging out with nerds put a lot of my insecurities to rest.

Anonymous

My truth is I want to live.

Anonymous

My little white lie is...
Being mentally ill is difficult to cure.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with Different parents, Friends, and Knowledge.

Anonymous

I grew up in a world with friendly white people, educated Black people, and no reason to think I was different.

Joy – Minneapolis, MN