When you realize that you intepreted your entire life the wrong way the whole time.
Last week I got a whole new intepretation on my childhood. Before school I had two or three friends, all living far away from me. The person I played with was my sister. She didn't have any friends at that point. She became more a friend than a sister. My dad seemed to be worried about that, but I thought it was perfectly normal, since I have never had any older siblings.
When my sister began at school, it was a whole new story. She got about 5-6 friends and went home to them every week. This was unnatural for me. I barely visited my friends, maybe once in a month or two. I thought she was too much with her friends, but I was wrong. I thought I had a normal social life.
I had been too much alone.
(uhhh don't mind this ouo im not depressed or anything uwu)