I've spent my entire life wondering why I was so different to everyone around me. Why I struggled with so much that others took in their stride. Adulthood was a real shock to the system.
I spent my childhood with my head in a book, searching for characters that I could possibly relate to, but when all the ""normal"" people are fictional, where does that leave me?
I never found success with my search for myself, but maybe you will. Maybe this time, you'll see yourself in my story. Only this time, it's real...