My life has never been normal— and not in the fun, quirky “I’m different” way. I was switched around schools, moved around a lot as a kid, and now spent this entire summer trying to catch up on schoolwork just to attempt to graduate this year from highschool. I never went to a normal highschool.
I have very few friends, and nothing I’m good at. It eats away at me everyday knowing that I am not like my sister, who’s good at dance. It kills me to watch people my age perform on stage, live these lives that so few get to live, have people that love them… I wish it was me. I know it will never be me, that it’s too late, and that the fact I’m even here is telling.
I know I will never be something, but that hurts. I deny it anyways, I tell everyone that I’m going to do something. That I will finally be good at something, but I never do. I have always felt othered, like I am looked at weird and shunned from the world.
I wish I was good at something.
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