Have you ever come across the information, or the knowledge that maybe, just maybe, you were normal?
All the tings you did were things you were supposed to do?
All of it?
That time when you had that dream that made you sick?
That time when you had that thought that made you gag?
That time where you couldn't stop flinching and your fingers itched?
That there was nothing wrong with you?
That you weren't twisted at all?
You were just…broken?
I got that…