my life = I was born in a rich part of the suburbs, went to a private school. scraped my knee quite a few times, got colds every week. I moved out of the suburbs into a more country part of the suburbs in the south. I grew up, got rid of my n64, got a ps1, my brother broke my favorite game. I got multiple scratches from my brother constantly biting and scratching me. He threw a brick at my head, i had to go to school with a bandage around my head. I cried at the littlest things, grew out of it around mid 3rd grade. honor roll student. Because of my frequency of sicknesses, I have a dormant virus in my system which puts blisters all over my hands, feet, and tongue and throat. so whenever I get sick at all, it usually becomes said sickness.
Nobody at school ever took their time to mess with me, except verbally.
I also have that disease called vitiligo, but i have been controlled it so there is just a small white patch on my ankle.
Whenever im not physically active, I my hands get extremely cold and my armpits start sweating for no loving reason. My mom has blood clots in her lungs and legs, my dad has p-spot cancer.
but you have it way worse
