“What do you want to be when you grow up?”

It’s a simple, common yet occasionally annoying anyone might remember hearing constantly as they grow up.

It’d be easy enough to tell you that I’ve always known I wanted to grow up and be a writer. But for the longest time, all I wanted when I grew up was to be happy. While happiness might be a tad difficult to define, I never understood how many more moments I would get to define it after coming out.

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