Binge On Binders

Chapter one

Being me is hard these days. People can't stray from what they were taught when wars were going on. You can't teach an old dog new tricks I guess.

But the pain of being someone who you know you just don't fit into is painful. Feeling like your body wasn't made right. So then you throw your money away for something that won't change that feeling. You may feel better but then you look in the mirror and still see it. The pain flows through you once more.

It's even more painful when a parent don't do what a parent should do, Love their child no matter what.

But there is always a hidden blessing. Mine are my best friends.
Understanding, loving, caring.

This is all that a family should do, yet they aren't my blood relatives.
But they sure as hell are my family.

Thinking about how they care warms my heart and gives me hope for a more excepting world.