Ok, so for as long as I can remember, I have felt somewhat different to my age cohort, never really fitting in and always holding a large part of myself back. I figured that people my age wouldn't understand that most of my life is tangled up in make-believe, and that I'd be even more of an outcast if they ever found out.



I can't remember exactly when the daydreaming began to get out of hand, but I'm pretty sure I was still in my mother country at the time. I always got into trouble… Continue