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I recorded this back in 2018, nervously reading a script in my room, alone, hoping no one could hear me. I remember how scared I was, even just saying the words out felt like too much. It’s a small part of my coming out story, and for years I...

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But this Pride Month feels like the right time. If you are still in the closet, feeling afraid or uncertain, I hope this reaches you. It still sucks sometimes, but it really does get better. Just be yourself, you are more than enough! #pride

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