It's kinda odd
It's kinda odd,
Realizing that you don't remember anything besides after you turned 6.
It's kinda odd feeling like in those days you weren't alive.
Was your body a soulless husk?
Or was your concept of a soul just asleep?
The morning I “woke up” I had the natural experience of wondering, why do I feel wrong?
I felt like I was given the wrong body, but the right family.
Maybe if I was given my right body I wouldn't have ever met these amazing people.
That scares the shit out of me.
I could have been different.
I love my life as is though.
Which is happier.
Living in the right body and never knowing people who are honest to goodness people made with compassion,
Or living my life now where I meet these people who make me happy enough that I need to hold back tears.
Rain, me, will be forever grateful that she gets this life.
I would have never experienced these emotions living in my other body.
I'd probably be some popular asshole who believed God made my body just right.
That just sounds like a shit storm.
I'm not a shit storm.
Just Us member and TYME member.
I'm glad that I wasn't a husk.
I'm glad for my life.
Think big and love little things.
Ignore the words and slurs sent my way.
Having the ability to leave behind thoughts of depression and questionable acts.
Leading my life.
It's all I want.
Which is why I'm glad that I had
That kinda odd experience.