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It feels good to be normal.

It feels good inside my head.

I’m able to think clearly and my body feels good.

When I was crazy,

my body was anxious and fucked all the time, my mind was fucked, I couldn’t handle stress or any emotions rationally.

It was hell.

I never imagined life would get better one day.

I was being tortured from everywhere, that’s why I was crazy.

But I didn’t know that I was crazy.

I didn’t know why everyone were hurting me.

Now that I have solved everything. The torture has stopped and I somehow became normal.

I don’t know how I became normal though.

My mind feels great.

It’s a miracle.

I have problems but it’s nothing compared to what I endured.

I think this is how everyone in this world feels?

I have a zest for life now.

I want a quiet life with Ginny.

I want to give my parents a comfortable life in their old age.

When it’s time to go, I will go peacefully.

I don’t feel like it though.

I’ve not experienced being normal before.

I want to do so many things.

I should make a bucket list probably.

People like Pettigrew,

who turned my life upside down and created all the drama and trauma because of middle school problems like rejection,

haven’t experienced real problems in life.

People think heartbreak, friendship break ups, differences in opinion, jealousy etc are huge problems in life.

They are first world problems man.

Grief, rape, sexual assault, poverty, natural disaster, war, accident, murder etc these are real problems.

When you experience real problems everything else is like puff! a cake walk.