so is my dad, my son and hell, even my ex-husband.
We're all gifted. Everyone else is just jealous of our giftedness. That's why I have tantrums and can't relate to "normal" people. That's why those people don't understand me. Yes it's their job to understand me because, well because I'm special dammit! Can't you see that? I'm important with a capital "I"!
Not the very gifted Alisa
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Awesome blog... Will the queen ever get over herself?
As my spouse said this weekend, you do know that being a gifted adult is being disfunctional?
It's spelled dysfunctional.
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