So Long Self!
I've lived a life of passive-aggressiveness. I wasn't the cool kid in school, or the academic one. Nor was I the sporty, popular one. Nerd, gothic, band major? Nope, that wasn't me either. I was that one kid in the middle of all that. I did just enough to get by, and to stay under the radar. Didn't really want to talk to anyone, and forget about being brave enough to join any club or program. That meant that I would have had to put myself out there, and I didn't really like talking to people. I would have to be brave. I just couldn't do it. I was rejected a few times in school. I mean, who isn't? But I walked around, acting like a failure, before I even tried anything. I was in my own little prison. Life just passed me by like a blur. And when crap happened, I just ignored it in hopes it would all disappear on it's own. I was a very uninvolved person. I didn't care. I had been through a lot of stuff. I had so much pain stored up from different life...