My name is Astrid and I am dead. But in order to explain anything about my “life” now, I need to recap how this all started. 

I lived in a boring town, I had a boring life, I already knew everything I learnt about in school, and I didn’t have any friends. It was honestly pathetic. My life was plain and pathetic. 

I'm a lesbian who lived in a small conservative town in the middle of nowhere. I mean my life was bound to be miserable from the beginning.

My only safe haven was home but even then I had the chance of dealing with Erica. That’s my mom, she was never home, always working at the hospital. Whenever I did see her she was drunk and I needed to take care of her, great job mother, great parenting. I mean I won’t be rude to her but it’s been maybe 8 years since dad died, she can’t still be using work and alcohol as an excuse not to face the fact he’s dead.