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“I feel like I should’ve brought my ear lube,” I say.
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The truth is, if you don’t exist without someone else, you don’t exist at all.
I live inside my own skin. Anything that happens outside it doesn’t change who I am. This isn’t something I’m proud of; as far as I’m concerned, it’s a bare minimum baseline requirement for calling yourself an adult human being, somewhere around the level of knowing how to do your own washing or change a toilet roll.
