This thing, that you call me,
doesn't change who I am,
yet it defines me,
This name, this diagnosis,
that you gave me.
The name didn't make me this way,
yet it shapes everything around me.
The stigma for this label,
marking every social interaction
and limiting the choices I can make.
Life Tides
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