At my twin sister’s graduation, my father lifted his camera for her name—then the dean said

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I didn’t need to.

“I believed that for a while,” I continued. “Long enough for it to shape the way I saw myself. Long enough to make me smaller than I actually was.”

My voice didn’t shake.

That surprised me.

“But eventually, I realized something.”

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