People have considered me special in one way or another my entire life (65 years now). If I had to do it again, I would trade it for a normal life in a heartbeat. Sadly, being "special" is no guarantee of happiness.
I am still trying to figure out what is special and what is normal. I guess being normal is being special!
I come from a family of "special". My goal for my children - the 1st generation "special" that is not ALSO "messed up". My goal includes happiness, but in that complex and realistic way that just doesn't last past kids birthdays.
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