All my life my parents have wanted me to be normal. Most of my life, I have wanted to be normal.
Right now, I am so happy living outside the norm. I look into my future and I am happy with who I think I will become.
Goodbye caring about what my parents think of me. So far, none of their expectations have amounted to anything good for me.
I am starting a new chapter in my life, titled Me.
My friendships are getting very disheveled. Friends are drifting away from me, but closer to each other, while I am drifting closer to others. Maybe this is a good thing? Maybe this is how it is meant to be?