I am one soul living among billions of other species like me but extremely different in the same time.This is a paradox-I know,but it is my world and I long for understanding.My mind says:"go for it!Do not waste your time anymore!Try to be more tolerant with the others and they will accept you as well!",while the soul does not allow me to exit the shell I live in.I want to be normal...or maybe not...who knows?Am I normal?
Seen from the exterior,I am as normal as the others are.I thank God that my physical traits are not to be laughed at.Daily I scrutinize people in the streets and all I see is so grey,everybody is absolutely preocupied with monotonous problems created especially by the wrong understanding of life.But what does "normal" represent?It is just an abstract noun that can not be explained without being compared with something else...you are normal or a freak.Am I normal?
On the other hand,my ineer part is a rack.There are days when I simply do not understand my purpose in the world.What is more frightening,I can not imagine a world which can include me as well.This is the time when I want to die,but does not want me and the shell is suffocating my heart.And then-there comes again that annoying question:"Am I normal?"
I am getting old...each day a new wrinkle appears on my face.I am getting older and older without finding the answer to the question that haunted my entire existence:"Am I normal?".Can you,dear reader,help me?