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'I get that it sounds weird.' I could feel myself going red. Would I ever stop feeling embarrassed about explaining this to people?
'It's not weird.'
'It sounds weird, though.'
'No, it doesn't.'
'It does.'
'Georgia. Pip smiled, a little exasperated.
'You're not weird.' She was the first person who'd said that to me. I hated that I still felt, sometimes, underneath it all, that I wasn't normal. But maybe getting over that would take time. Maybe, little by little, I could start to believe that I was OK.