There is a lot of background here that I'm leaving out. My apologies.
If I was to recount to you the first time, or all the times that I realized my home was not like other peoples, I'd be here much longer than the time I have allotted for this today.
My home was nothing like other peoples homes, or even most peoples homes. I noticed, everyday.
Lets just say, I was part of a social experiment gone really bad. I'm something of a survivor.
From about the age of 4 I was aware, that it was much different the most peoples reality. I'm sure I noticed before then, on more of a subconscious level.
That's all I have to say about it today.