Growing up, I always knew there was something in me that wasn’t like others. I didn’t know what was wrong. I was called mean, evil witch, had what my Mama referred to as a soft heart, while biting the heads off of those around me. I cried at everything and was grumpy 90% of the time. I wanted so desperately to be a happy, care free, no fears girl like all my friends. To this day, I still long for that. I’m a grumpy old witch my level of sarcasm

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