no. maybe? i don't really know. i don't like the idea of people being afraid of me, or feeling like they can't say things around me. i spent a really long time trying to avoid that. you know? but... sometimes, it's like
a reminder? i guess?
when people smile, and tiptoe around me, and pretend i haven't done anything wrong... that's not really any better? actually, it's worse. it's pity instead of fear. like i'm something broken, and if they push me too hard i'll shatter into a million little pieces. even if they hate it, the people who are scared see me for who i am. they don't act like i'm something i'm not.
sorry. i guess that doesn't make much sense, huh? or maybe it does. i mean, you said you're less human than the others.
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maybe?
i don't really know. i don't like the idea of people being afraid of me, or feeling like they can't say things around me.
i spent a really long time trying to avoid that. you know?
but... sometimes, it's like
a reminder? i guess?
when people smile, and tiptoe around me, and pretend i haven't done anything wrong...
that's not really any better? actually, it's worse. it's pity instead of fear.
like i'm something broken, and if they push me too hard i'll shatter into a million little pieces.
even if they hate it, the people who are scared see me for who i am.
they don't act like i'm something i'm not.
sorry. i guess that doesn't make much sense, huh?
or maybe it does. i mean, you said you're less human than the others.