You know, when you're just sitting there in the middle of class. You're just thinking.
You're thinking about things that happened yesterday or 5 years ago. And you think to yourself, "What "normal" person would want to have a life like mine? What "normal" person would be able to even get through or be even strong enough just to get through the shit I've been through? What "normal" person would want to have a shit family like mine?"
No normal person would, But what I do understand is that I am one hell of a strong person.
