Growing up I always thought I would be alone. I had what I called the Unholy Trinity: overweight, pimple faced and a stutterer. It was terrible. Kids suck and some of those kids grow up and become asshole adults. I could say so many things to try to make people believe it will get better, but I won't. We are different and not may people can or will ever understand what we go through. Some have it worse than others and there's no rhyme or reason to this curse we have. It's all sheer shit luck. I got lucky. I found my soul mate and she loves and understands me like I never thought anyone could and have 2 wonderful children. So very lucky. I wish all of us could be this lucky.