Some people, somewhere, decided for me where I belong and how
I should define my identity and my self, and they have tried to
force me to fit into that mould; in utter contrast to our melez lives,
they have tried to squeeze us into cells whose boundaries have
been imposed from above. Actually, if I had to have a crisis, then
I would have had it precisely at this point of contradiction. The
moment I was able to completely remove this straightjacket,
designed for me by so many others, I realized that I was finally
myself, that I had begun to live naturally—in short, that I was free.
It is for this reason that I did not experience a crisis, but to the
contrary, felt a deep sense of relief, release, and liberation.
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