when i was younger, i always thought that i was supposed to be the more powerfull one. but now, i see just how wrong i was. everyone seemed to forget i even existed, and i became the invisible kid from class. never to be heard out on his ideas and always in the shadow of other people. just to make it worse, my trauma started catching up with me, making me develop a shit ton of mental issues like anxiety (any kind, really), depression and paranoia. plus, a bonus one, insomnia. but, instead of feeling like a bag of shit. i found people that i feel like i belong with. making me forget about all my troubles whenever i'm with them. i just hope that we never split up, but, with my luck and what i see. we probably are going to, sooner or later. or maybe that's just my pesimistic-ass-brain talking, yea, maybe.