I sometimes make the mistake of telling my parents about my problems, because they would either not say anything or dismiss them as if i’m just whiny. I think this is why I am not used to having anyone to solve my problems with because i grew up solving my problems on my own. I was often given a hard time when things don’t go as planned. Now, that I’m all grown up, I realized that not everything was my fault, and that I was just a kid, and did not know any better. My mother always made me feel like an oddball. Often tells me I’m weird. And I always felt like I should be better. Now, I know that there are people like me, and it’s ok to be me.