Throughout the day, I sit and wonder whether or not I should discuss my problems with a professional. Although I shouldn’t feel like this, i’m almost ashamed to be different than the others. I’ve gotten quite far by trying to blend in with the normal crowd, even if they are mostly ignorant juveniles. I’m not entirely sure about who i’ve grown familiar with, as i’m not one for uneccesary amounts of attention, but that’s the only way to be “in” with the noticed kids. If it weren’t for my false personality, I would never have made the decent wall of lies that I hide behind now. A clone of the rest of them.