As an intelligent, middle-aged, blond-haired, blue-eyed, bisexual, depressed Wiccan student, I bring more to the class than he does it seems. I faced adversity and discrimination from the age of five. You might wonder why at the age of five, and I'll tell you why. In kindergarten, I preferred reading books to playing with other students my age. My teachers worried that I was autistic or that I was being abused. Never in my teacher's wildest dreams would they have thought that I preferred books to my classmates because I couldn't relate to them because my IQ was so high. It took three different professionals evaluating me, testing me, and questioning me to convince them that this blonde, blue-eyed girl, granddaughter of 2 heads, had an IQ of 168, and that I was otherwise perfectly normal. As I continued to grow and develop, I questioned everything around me, I questioned everything that was said, and I looked at things from a different perspective than most people, which made them confused and scared. But I persevered even when I was emotional and sexual...