I often wonder if I'd been born into a different family, would I not be like this? Would I be someone entirely different? Popular, wanted, respected? If the people around me were different, would I be more proud to be me? If this had happened instead of that, would the outcome be different? No one can know. Because this is life, and the choices you make in the past can't be changed. I try to come up with reasons I'm like this, reasons being like this is good. But I can't. I really can't. I can hope that someday I'll find my place. But, until then, I guess I'm stuck in this endless downward spiral.
