“From what I observe, you have an excessively high emotional sensitivity.”
My heart dropped somewhere into the area of my stomach. Her words sounded like a terrifying verdict.

For a long time, doubts had been creeping in about that strength my father used to proudly go on about when he was drunk. But he’s the one who decides all the most important things — he’s the main one. How could he be wrong? Of course he’s right!

I, for one, can watch horror movies and gore without gagging, unlike other girls. Maybe they are pretty and constantly receive lots of attention and love, but I, on the other hand, am STRONG. You can have intellectual conversations with me about the most complex things — I am SMARTER. I won’t cry over some nonsense.

I can drive a large vehicle, saw boards and hammer a frame out of them, I can earn money! Look — I earned more than you. I am stronger than the one who created me. I am stronger than my CREATOR! I am not some crybaby! Look what I can do — LOOK! LOOK! LOOK!

♫ ENDLESS DEATHLESS - Just Mustard