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This Easter, I proudly skipped all the family traditions, food, and awkward small talk—just so I could stay in my room and collect panic attacks like Pokémon. One by one. Gotta catch ’em all, right?
All in the name of “embracing who I am,” which, apparently, includes crying under a blanket and eating chocolate eggs with existential dread. Happy resurrection, I guess.
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