If my mind is forever in it’s infancy, will I ever grow out of the sadness that’s been my original sin?

For eight years I was forced to destroy the things I loved, the bridges I built, and forget the experiences I had- all in the name of “Love”. There have been times where I feel like I was never a fit for the world, but I’d rather die after having made something that might last a lot longer than I will. This site marks one of the many first steps in what I feel is the right direction.