T is for Traumatic tbh

Okay… let me explain.

I was what you might call an intense child.

Before reaching double didgets I was reading Shakespeare and Edgar Allen Poe, listened to classical music and opera, suffered from terrible OCD, wrote dark poetry and had an invisible friend who was a hit and run victim.

I was basically Wednesday Adams.

Bigsister, noticing my social awkwardness and deciding to harness its power – took every opportunity to put me in personally uncomfortable situations for the sheer hilarity of the thing.

Situations such as… oh I don’t know… convincing me it would be “fun” to smush my face into a cut-out at a medieval themed country fair.

And I think… if you look very closely…

you can see exactly how much fun I am having

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