I spent most of my life pretending I didn’t have a sister.Self-acceptance resources
Not because she disappeared.
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I Was Ashamed Of My “Poor” Sister… Until Her Funeral Revealed A Truth That Broke Me
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I asked for the heaviest rifle in the armory, and a sergeant laughed so hard that he had to hold on to the counter. Then a three-star general walked over and told me that a girl my size was a liability to his entire unit. He made me raise my arms to prove it. My jacket tore open at the shoulder.
He saw what was under it, and he stopped in the middle of a word. He knew those scars. He had read about them…
