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Finding Myself

By : June 8, 2020 Comments Off
The time had finally come and I was headed to college; I was ecstatic. I’d waited years for this moment. College would be my chance to start over, to make new friends, to find a second home, to form a new identity. It would be a chance to escape the lie I was living, a chance to uncover my mask, a chance to face reality, a chance to transform my life. It’d be one of the best years of my life.  But, that’s not how it went. The small university had little diversity, half of my tennis teammates were homophobes, and I didn’t feel like I belonged. My team, who I had to spend many hours a day with, mainly consisted of white upper-class frat boys with a strong superiority
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