Keep telling myself...
I am strong for standing true to my asexuality despite the world telling me there’s something wrong with me.
I am strong for allowing myself to trust in others when those I’ve trusted have traumatised me.
I am strong even though I call it stubbornness and hide behind walls a hundred feet high.
I am strong, because I am pulling down those walls.
I am strong. And I will not stop moving forward until I become me.













