Am I wrong? Should I feel sorrow? I am unlike others, and it’s truly mortifying. I experience emotions, I attempt to express myself, I cherish things, and offer smiles. My female companions resemble their mothers, my male partners mirror their fathers, I share traits with our parents, a blend of both mother and father figures. Sometimes I feel like a girl, I respond to masculine advances as if it’s natural, like a man who is attracted to other men, because there's something beyond just appearances. These are our beautiful hearts. I attempted to emulate others, I tried to be like the typical guys, I hoped for guidance, I studied how to behave and learned many things. It’s clear: I am somewhat lost. Born as a boy, now I feel feminine. I love boys, I kiss boys, and I play with my possessions. I went too far, I have developed feelings for my boyfriend, who has begun to notice how strange I seem, and now I question: what am I? Am I a boy? Am I a girl? I’m not certain. I'm disoriented. I don’t fit in with everyone else. Not like my brothers or fathers. I feel dejected, I believe I have erred, there is no future for me. Heartstone is an overwhelming hardship, and I must bring this to a close. Farewell, mother, farewell, father, farewell, dear friend!

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