it’s weird because I had a overall smooth home life, in the sense not Always the happiest but.. who does? Nothing truly remarkable, so why am I like this? I had a ordinary relationship with my parents, we don’t Always agree on stuff and more often that not I feel like their values aren’t necessarily my own values and sometimes I do feel trapped because still somehow I value a lot their opinion of me, althought I don’t Always share with them what goes on in my mind, cause quite frankly no one understands a lot and my mom, she’s caring and hardworking, but extra-sensitive and somewhat victimist, I don’t like a lot to share those things with her cause later, I feel like I have to comfort her too besides myself, it’s exhausting. But now, that we established that my suffering doesn’t make sense and that I can establish myself as a freak, should I got stuck  like this all my life? Oh well