I never knew it was possible to feel simultaneously hopeful and depressed, but I guess that's what dating will do to you when you're gay, disabled, and in your 30s. It's a strange place to be.
I'll study my face and wonder who I killed in a past life to deserve this new, wretched skin I am in a continuous state of war with now. In previous decades, everyone always complimented my skin.
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