I need to somehow become re-acclimated to being normal. When I was a kid I was ostracized for reading too much, in the third grade. I also got a lot of unwanted attention and trouble from the school administration all the way through middle school, when I never did any of the things I was accused of (they were all completely outrageous and unreasonable accusations, I don't know what the deal was, I have really bad luck, for real) and I was just quiet and kept to myself... I had like one friend...
Then in 8th grade I switched schools and made some friends but the school was really small, so it was like a family environment, everyone was friends with each other, and then I got DPD one day on the way back from a school field trip in the spring... but that's really irrelevant, except for that I then started doing drugs, you know, not giving a ****, thought I was crazy, needed to try whatever I could to deal with that... except the thing is, I was never really that bad. So I was like starting to be normal all that time, I mean people loved and feared me (or were intimidated by me), but the love was still there, because they'd realize that I mean no harm, unless it was deserved, and most people didn't deserve it so they would just love me, it was great I don't know. Like I had a sort of identity, and I was satisfied enough with it.
But my mom is crazy (really, I can't stress it enough, OTHERS can't stress it enough, it's so blatant and extreme) and during what would have been my high school years, she decided to
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