I am so different from the rest of my family of origin, that sometimes I actually wonder how this happened.
I don't agree with any of their core values. I find that strange. I guess that's just the way it goes.
I found out a little something today that made me think about myself. Who owns me? Well right now banks own me, but that wont be forever. Hands down I would rather be owned by a bank than by a blood vulture. 