I Don’t Understand Why You Like Me

"My Mom has told me stories from my and my twin sister's first day of school (ever) where we walked down the hall asking EVERYONE in the hall to be our friend. If they agreed it was cool! If they didn't, it was their loss and didn't seem to bother either of us. I have no recollection of feeling anything except love and acceptance of myself because the idea of self hatred had not been introduced to me yet. "