Disconnected

When I was thirteen years old, I thought it was weird when I heard my best friend say 'I love you' to her parents. Yup, you read that correctly.

When I think of my childhood, it's only blurs of moments that I remember, abruptly ending in my memory. Certain ones make me cringe, bawl my eyes out, laugh my heart out, or outright confuse me. I was the scapegoat; the apple that was mixed with the oranges; the outcast of that family that was always forgotten. It is a time in my life I need to heal from, so I hope i can entertain someone along the way.

This is my brutally honest story...from what I remember.