Early on, I have questioned and been curious about my perception of "life" in the context of comparing it to what I was being taught. Because the comparison revealed what I believed to be large disparities, I have always been considered different. I have thought a lot about my existence and believe "normal" is a term used to control people and otherwise has no meaning.

Ultimately, I will not be defined by others even if I have difficulty defining myself. I suppose that is part of why I remain an oddity to so many who dismiss me as a crazy who may be ignored.

Although I value thinking about my life and the illness I deal with, I have not gone into a trance, although inertia has been a frequent visitor.