The Abstract Mirror Blog

From Different To Deserving

I can remember the first time I was aware that I was different.  It was in kindergarten. I was four and everyone else was five turning six. every single birthday party I was reminded of this. In elementary school - I dreamed of being lanky and thin but played tennis every day and was born curvy and was building my body (not on purpose) to be athletic and strong. Even though I exercised, at will, for four-five hours every single day because I [...]