I have always felt weird.
Weird, as in different.
In elementary school, other kids thought I was weird, too. I always chalked this up retrospectively to having moved over ten times, sometimes several times a year. I was always the new kid. That’s why they thought I was weird, right?
Two months ago, when my psychiatrist asked if I’d ever thought I might b…
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