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I think I can keep cancelling appointments,
as if I can cancel the parts
of myself I don't like.
I can cross dates off the calendar,
pretend I'm "normal".
I don't have to face my realities,
if I don't open the doors
to their offices.
I can close the planner,
pretend it's not happening
and try again later
on a new day
in another year.
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Josey Pickering
Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.
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