I was honestly considering that I didn't exist, because I couldn't find myself on a popular background search website. This seems silly, I am not gonna lie. Consider though that right this moment, I have 30 tabs open with different searches I tried.
I found my father I've never met. People from high school. My best friend. My fiancee. My grandfather. People from high school.
And yet, I haven't found myself. I can't get anyone to confirm right now that I do in fact exist, but I'll go out of my way to say yes, yes I do. But it is a strange thought that not only can not being part of the group make me feel excluded, it can also make me feel like I don't exist.
It also makes me feel like I might be a deep cover spy.
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