What is normalcy in your opinion? In my opinion, it doesn’t exist. If everyone dressed the same, acted the same, liked the same things, that would be normalcy.
Because of my differences to the world, I am shunned. I have no family, no friends, no one to fight for me like everyone else seems to have. Nobody will protest on the streets for my injustice. No one will care if I am dead or alive.
I didn’t even care, until I met him.
He was like me, but the difference from him and I is that people loved him for his differences. They hated me for mine.