I have been a Brony for more than a year. I felt strange at first, but now I am completely proud with who I am. The only problem is my family, constantly breathing down my neck, restricting me from what makes me happy. I feel like a mutant, and my family is the organization that wants to get rid of "freaks" like me. One time, my mother suggested therapy. These days, I don't know who to trust anymore. Yes I am a Christian, yes I do know Jesus as my lord and savior, but my family believes that

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