*growing up I was pretty much always alone. Not physically though. I had my parents and brothers. But I was always different. Lonely. I was what my dad would call “soft”. Spending hours each day in just the company of our animals. On our farm of many acres in North Dakota. We were home schooled and never in my life did I really have a real friend. The town was 40 miles away and there an abandoned house about 6 miles away but nobody lives there. But I’ve never complained. I’m content. But….idk *