People used to just say I was weird or eclectic or something like that. No one had a clue what was going on, including myself. I was probably the least aware of what was going on in my head or in the real world. What is the real world anyway? Is my perception of reality accurate and everyone else is crazy or am I the crazy one? Maybe no one here is crazy and we are all just different, but then again maybe I am REALLY different. I'm not sure how to explain what I was thinking at the time because I'm not really sure what was going on to begin with.