Ok, I've been daydreaming since I was very young. However, it became serious in the sixth grade. I was bullied a lot and only had one friend. The reason I was bullied, mainly, is because I'm a lesbian. I made a journal about a different life in which I was married to a woman named Mollie (I just liked the name, I guess). Everyday I would write and write, it was all I would do. In class I'd think about her and the life I thought I would never have. I realized how odd it was one day to be…